Fans sporting tattoos, beanies, backwards hats and dark clothing crowded into the Pageant ready for a sold-out Deftones show. Never have I seen (in recent memory) so many sleeved-up men and women. It made my own tattoos (also on display) seem oddly normal, their counter-culture aspect weirdly nullified by the inky surroundings.
The Dublin, Ireland four-piece Kodaline, previously known as 21 Demands, opened with a set of breezy tunes helmed by Stephen Garrigan's nigh-falsetto vocals. The sound played multilayered and grandiose, like a more alternative rock version of Mumford & Sons, with crashing waves of piano, acoustic strumming and vibrant bass.
After building anticipation to great heights with an aborted '05 tour and a subsequent hiatus, Garbage finally made its way back to the Show Me State. Touting an excellent new album and a sold-out show, the band eclipsed expectations as the first song's chords rang out.
Of Mice and Men's ectomorphic lead singer, Austin Carlile, strode on stage and perched atop one of three platforms a group of roadies had set up moments earlier. He smiled a toothy smile as the rest of the band slinked on stage.
The bros sporting their headache-inducing shirts, the raver girls wearing their psychedelic furry boots and suburban youth with their pasty faces occupied the compact mosh pit at the Pageant. It was going to be an interesting night. Making its debut performance in St. Louis, Major Lazer was determined to get everybody in the joint jumping and at least one girl to p-pop on a handstand.
Not to put too fine a point on it, but They Might Be Giants is one of those rare bands almost everyone loves, and it's not hard to see why.
Sock puppets? Check. Science-themed songs? Yep. Hilarious onstage banter? Oh yeah. Baritone sax? Check. Welcome to a They Might Be Giants show.