Cut Copy at Warehouse Live, 11/9/2013
It's been a busy week in Houston for live music, but especially if you're a fan of shaking your booty. While most of the area hipsters were busy getting their fun (fun fun) on in Austin, we benefited from the festival overflow in a big way this year. Cut Copy, one of the acts I was most disappointed about missing at FFFF, made their way to Warehouse Live Saturday night for their first area club gig ever.
It had been since their 2011 FPSF performance that Cut Copy had been in Houston, but they made up for lost time with an energy-filled performance to a packed-out Ballroom. I wasn't really sure how many people would make it to the show, but it turned out to be a nearly sold-out event by the time the Australian indie/dance-rockers took the stage.
When I arrived just a bit after 9 p.m., the room opened up to a half-filled venue and a random English (Australian?) dude shirtless onstage rambling on and on about toddlers. I was a bit confused, but those that had been watching seemed to get a kick out of it. It only had one opener listed on the bill, Larry Gus, so I figured that was him and was ecstatic that his show was over, hoping Cut Copy was to hit the stage sooner than figured.
Well, soon after, another gentleman took the stage and started making his own beats on a host of synths and drum machines, and layering his own vocal over the top. Soon figuring out that this was actually Larry Gus, I found a spot and got ready for the long haul. Thankfully his set was at least enjoyable, yet at times it got a little boring making the crowd, which had nearly doubled at this point, grow a little restless.
Finally, nearly two hours of standing around, the lights went dark and a backing track started to roll. After a few minutes, Cut Copy made their way to the blue-hued, dimly lit stage welcomed by the jolting roar of the patiently awaiting audience. Despite a chill in the air, the crowd were prepared to sweat it out with the band as long as they reciprocated onstage.
And mostly, they did. They 80-minute set featured a nice mix of the old and the new, giving their entire realm of fans what they came to hear. Noticeably lacking, though, was the amount of energy that front man Dan Whitford usually brings to his live performances.
On the three different occasions I've caught Cut Copy live, the best part of the set was watching Whitford having more fun dancing to his music than anyone he was boastfully entertaining. From front to back each set I've seen from them, he was the one who shone throughout. Not that he didn't this time, I just think he might have partied a little too hard before/during/after their Fun Fun Fun Fest set the night prior.
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