When interviewing Emily Haines a few weeks ago, she mentioned to me (somewhere in between my bouts of the vapors), jokingly, that she thought she'd make an excellent "dancehall diva."
In a way, it seemed a bit laughable – not because she doesn't have the pipes for it, but because the woman who once sang "worldwide, air-tight, no one has a face left to blame" seems to have a lot more to offer than catchy hooks.
On June 8, I went to see Metric at the Wiltern, on tour to support "Fantasies," the band's new (and best yet) album. Needless to say, she's nowhere near mindless hook territory.
But what was interesting was that, in front of a sold-out crowd in a venue larger than any the band has headlined in Los Angeles, the beats per minute never slowed down. From the breakdown at the end of opener "Twilight Galaxy" all the way until a slightly ballad-ized version of "Live It Out" to end the night, every track was a dance track.
The crowd ate it up, no doubt. But as someone who remembers a lightly attended shows at the Troubadour in 2003, for instance, I missed the peaks and valleys of the older shows. I missed "Calculation Theme." I missed "Love is a Place." I missed "Blindness" - one of only two songs from the new album that went unplayed (the other, "Collect Call," is also slower).
This is what happens when a band grows. To some - not all, but some - of the people in that audience, Metric is that band that was on Grey's Anatomy. Or that band with the hot lead singer. And those people wanted to dance. Hard to fault the band for that.
I'm incredibly happy for them - the band deserves every accolade it gets at this point, and has certainly worked hard enough to merit this level of success. But there's definitely a selfish kid in me who misses his secret.
And don't get me wrong - when the tour comes back, I'll be there again. Because they still put on a hell of a live show.
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