I’m not a fan of that electro-pop-indie scene. You know the one I’m talking about. It’s like techno, wub-wub music with some higher pitched, indie rock sounding vocals. It’s the kind of music where the crowd just jumps up and down while being assaulted by some of the brightest and most extreme lights you have ever seen. I don’t know why I don’t enjoy it as much as the people in the typically sold out crowds do, but it’s just not for me.

Yeasayer is one of those bands. Their music, although upbeat and fun, is too close to wub-wub music than I can deal with. When I listen to these guys on recordings, I can typically only last a few songs before I have to find something new to listen. That’s not to say they’re bad on recordings or their recordings sound like crap, it just isn’t for me. Don’t ask me to explain how this kind of music gives me a headache but I find music from Cannibal Corpse and Napalm Death to be calming. I truly can’t explain it.

Regardless, Yeasayer is a band that, regardless of what else is going on, I will drop everything to see them live.

It all started in the spring of 2010. I couldn’t tell you why I ended up at First Avenue but somehow I ended up at Yeasayer’s show. I really don’t remember much from that first time seeing them but I remember being absolutely amazed. Something caught me that night had sparked an obsession with this band’s live show and the feeling you get from being a part of their crowd.

Fast forward to 2012. I saw Yeasayer’s name pop up on First Avenue’s calendar and I just couldn’t resist. I grabbed my friend, snatched up some tickets and prepared myself to be completely amazed. I remember this show a bit better than the first one. I remember the stage being filled with mirrors which created an awesome visual as the band played through songs that I had tried to familiarize myself with. The feeling in the crowd was electric and I quickly found myself falling in love with a band that every ounce of me wanted to hate.

Fast forward yet again to last night. You could find me at First Avenue yet again, with the same friend I dragged to Yeasayer’s show last time, being completely blown away by their live show yet again.

Words just can’t describe the feeling you get from the crowd at one of Yeasayer’s shows. To say the feeling is electric would be an understatement. You can’t help but lose yourself in the excitement of it all even if you don’t know words to the songs or even the beat of the song. The members of the band seem to pretty much stay on their own sides of the stage and don’t seem to move around much but there’s still this sense of energy that comes off of the stage. I think this feeling of such high energy is why I  have absolutely fallen in love with these guys when seeing them live but quickly become bored when listening to their recordings.

Yeasayer’s stage is always interesting. As I mentioned, last time I saw them the stage was filled with mirrors that gave off an awesome effect when mixed with the lights and movement. Last night, the stage was filled with strange characters that had certain parts of them light up. For example, there was a figure of a victorian style female standing next to a stack of speakers. She had three sets of arms that were illuminated by strings of light and the speakers and her face would light up along with the music. My friend quickly became obsessed with the figure of a child with a pineapple on his head that was out front and center of the stage. For this figure, the middle of the pineapple had been cut out and light flashed brightly through it. There was also a string of lights that illuminated the crouching child’s butt. The figures were strange and almost distracting because you were trying to figure out what they actually were.

The music was exactly how I expected it to be. It was fun, it made you move, it made you smile. The sense of it being techno, wub-wub music was still in the back of my mind but when you add in the energy and Yeasayer’s stage presence, it quickly becomes impossible to hate their music. I recognized a couple of songs and, of course, found myself singing along to what I could. For the songs I didn’t recognize, I still found myself bobbing up and down and clapping along with the crowd with a giant smile on my face.

The moral of the story? I never would have known about this band or given them the time of day had I not wandered into First Avenue back in 2010. Now, Yeasayer is definitely in my top twenty live bands (that doesn’t sound like much, but coming from a girl that goes to hundreds of shows a year, it is a huge deal).

Get off the couch and go to a venue. Don’t look up the band, just go. You might be surprised with what you end up finding.

Line Up:

Young Magic

Yeasayer

Venue: First Avenue 

Sausage Fest Meter- 4 out of 10

Average Age of the Crowd- 23

Crowd Surfers- None

Stage Divers- None

Danceability- High

Broken Bones- None

Drunkards Taken Out By Security- None

Celebrity Sightings- None

Overall Score- 7.5 out of 10

Show on Deck- The Kills/ L.A. Witch

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