OK, so granted I missed last month’s MSTRKRFT bonanza (which I am repeatedly informed was “one of the more insane things I’ve ever attended” by Dakota) but this is something like our 10th Blisspop and I can safely say (at least in terms of my opinions) that Pat Mahoney is the best thing that ever happened to it. The man was brilliant. I don’t even know what is it that he played (my knowledge of the (relatively) obscure disco circa the ’76 to ’82 period is limited, and I will freely and unashamedly admit to it) but it was just beautiful. Every song sounded just like the song I did not know I wanted to hear next and I am pretty sure I even danced (usually, at a BYT-anything party I am too stressed and too tired to even walk let alone dance). So-hats off and cartwheels out to Pat.
But lets start from the beginning.
Wallpaper busted out onto the stage out of nowhere and were seriously the shit. A bejeweled jacked, a praying mantis of a drummer, a cover of “This girl is poison” and everyone in the audience waving their cell phones during “Text me your love so I know it’s for real”.
It was so hilarious and catchy that I crushed a few 18 year olds while I bounded backstage to declare to the band that “we should be BFFs” and I wasn’t really joking.
If they don’t have a restraining order for me out by the time they are back this fall expect all sorts of spreads and listening parties and shrine building in their honor.
The Dance Party did what they do best: shirtless, bandanna wearing pop punk or whatever it is that kids call it these days. I have said this before and I will say it again (and considering that they are the only band that played BOTH our relaunch parties, I don’t think its any secret that our feelings for them are real): TDP is the funnest live show in DC. Period. Full stop. The End.
They even proved amazing enough to bring Wallpaper out for an encore when there was more people there to witness their magic. Gentlemen and scholars.
Then moving us into the blissful disco direction Chris Burns did his disco city thing and it was great, even if I was initially worried how it was all going to go down in a big, and sort of not as down and dirty place as 930 club. I plan not to worry again.
Plus, you know, if someone is going to love having a whole big stage to jump around on, its going to be him.
Will Eastman followed suit sandwiched between the two disco sets with a crowd pleasing dance centric set which included both things that you’ve always wanted to dance to and newer releases like the “melt-my-heart-i-am-so-happy-now” first DC playing I’ve heard of “Heartbreak make me a dancer”.
Then Pat came on and I already said it: he was brilliant.
I don’t need to say anything else.
Lets just leave it at that.