Jeremy
Prime Nocte: June 10
I was tired as hell. It was a Sunday night and the El Rey was full and becoming more full as the time got closer. But, I barely noticed the throngs as I was tired as hell. After just three hours of sleep Saturday night, my eyelids felt heavier than a Kundera novel. Still, I was excited. LCD Soundsystem, I know from experience, put on a great show and Sounds of Silver is bound to make it on a few top-10 lists. Out of the gates, James Murphy and his System stated their intention to tear the El Rey a new one with Us. vs Them. From there they followed with Daft Punk and Time to Get Away. However, the party really got started with North American Scum. The heaviness started to fade in my lids and I started to feel a lightness you can only get from great, live shows.
As a capacity crowd jumped, yelled and clapped to the rhythm, LCD’s set turned from good to unforgettable. Dudes delivered an all out blistering set that challenged the very tenets of what a rock show should be and how music should be played. It was an auditory experienced aided by the ADD lights that never got tired of showing off, that indelible disco ball and, of course, Murphy, whose low-key personality seems to work like a puzzle piece with the high strung tenor of LCD’s sound.
They finished with New York, I Love You. Though the song lasts a mere 5:35 on the album, it seemed to go on longer than a Joanna Newsome album. It was 12:30 a.m. and a buzzed crowed spilled onto Wilshire. Fuck you Murphy for fucking up my Monday. But, shit, come back any time.