September 15, 2009 Dan Deacon (concert review)
This past weekend was Loudness here at Colby College in Waterville, Maine. Loudness is the first weekend the campus is not “dry”. Lol. Good times with the word dry. “The campus is so-o-o-o-o dry. No one has parties. Dry. Dry.” Okay, sorry. Gt’s at improv shows.
But anyways. Colby usually has a dance on Friday, and then a concert on Saturday night. The dance happened, nbd, but the concert was the real highlight of the weekend. Usually the concert is someone like Guster, Chitty Bang, Cake, etc. But Colby College stepped up its game this weekend and got Dan Deacon. Good fuckin’ times with Dan Deacon at Colby College, khidd!
First of all, the opener he brought was a clown. I think that’s the most brilliant opening act ever. Dan Deacon’s act was more or less a clown act, although please throw away all of your connotations and associations with that phrase. It was a clown show in that it was just pure, madcap, unapologetically childish fist-pumping sweaty screaming fun. No cheap, maudlin clown jokes or make-up here, please.
I’d heard from my friend Caleb back home that his shows are incredible. Although it wasn’t the best concert I’ve ever been to, I’ll put it up there in my top 10. He performed in the middle of the audience (which admittedly was bigger than I thought it would be, since your average Colby student usually listens to Kenny Chesney and T.I.), which was split between mostly inebriated people on the dance floor and mostly inebriated people on the periphery who were kind of just looking on in semi-horror.
Dan Deacon rejuvinated not only my love and overall level of happiness, I feel as though he turned Colby into a happier, more spiritually-fulfilled place that can still be felt ALL THE WAY UNTIL MONDAY. Now when does that happen at Colby?
His music was almost religious for me in tone and intent. His animal screaming over pumping synths and drums blasting at 184 bpm, vocoded and distorted with delay, reached an almost church-like level of devotion and awe at the power of love and how we are all human beings, at coming together for a silly concert over a silly weekend.
His crowd mind-control games were hilarious fun. The sassy dance-off was pure joy to behold, as was the interpretive dance led by my friend Willa. The human tunnel was awesome, as well–it’s not every weekend at Colby where people come together to do something other than get drunk over the ‘ruit table–not that I have anything against drinking. I guess that’s partly why this concert was so special to me. It seemed as though everyone there was truly into it, and that we were all ready and happy to make art on a weekend night in a place where art generally takes a back seat, regardless of whether it’s the weekend or not. It was also nice to see dancing–silly, crazy dancing–instead of the usual grinding that takes place on dance floors everywhere on Saturday nights.
Anyways, all the paragraphs above are just a long-winded way of saying: what a fun, brilliant, creative concert! If Dan Deacon is playing a show near you, go see him! He will blow your mind!