Here's a review from the Lawrence, KS, show with Junior Senior from
RockKansas.com:
Line up: Junior Senior, Jet By Day, Ima Robot - Tuesday, Nov. 11, 2003
By Marty Hillard
RockKansas.com
"Wow" was all I could really say about this eclectic bill.
Some critics might have already chalked up disco revivalists Junior Senior and L.A. sleazepop band Ima Robot as gimmicky acts trying too hard to be
funny who are as over-hyped as 2000's quadruple threat, The Strokes, The Vines, The Hives, and The White Stripes. And it’s easy to write them
off, considering the buzz these bands have been receiving for the last six months.
They are both on a white-hot streak, touring incessantly, garnering hurrahs from critics all over the world, drawing massive crowds and getting
(gasp!) MTV airplay. But there is a reason for this. They are both incredible live acts that are just too much fun to be denied. When they descended
on Lawrence last night, they incited a riot on the dance floor that was long overdue.
The opening slot is never as fulfilling as it should be. The audience is usually thin and polite, but never completely attentive.
Jet By Day, from Athens, Ga., took this in stride, playing a fiery set of aggressive, progressive rock that sat comfortably between Far and the Foo
Fighters. Melding the punchy bursts and breakdowns of the former and the polished hooks of the latter, Jet By Day tore thru a set mostly comprised of
material from "Cascadia," its latest release courtesy of Kindercore Records.
Lead vocalist/guitarist Dave Matysiak's voice went from reverse to attack with incredible control, as evidenced by the fisticuff arrangements of
"This Quiet Hell" and "Let You Down" to the melodic power pop of "Last Call." The sound reminded me of a youthful
version of Kansas City's beloved Shiner (R.I.P.), as well as Lawrence favorites Salt The Earth.
That kind of vigor placed next to breakneck octave playing and choppy rhythms is always a good thing. Look forward to this band’s return.
I didn't even know Ima Robot was on the bill until we bought the tickets at the show, which made the trip worth twice as much. This being only
its second date as Junior Senior's support, Lawrence was lucky to have witnessed this spectacle.
Immediately engaging the crowd with its jagged cuts and on-stage antics, they dumped loads of new wave hooks and “Miami Vice” funk on the uninitiated
in the room. The band’s set also offered the funniest moments of the night when lead singer Alex Ebert stumbled about the stage knocking plastic water
bottles and guitar stands over, the stage tech on hand followed his every move, picking up after him like a passive adult following a
ritalin-deficient child. Also, a "young" lady on the front row kept trying to get a drunken hand on Ebert, and when it seemed like she had
his attention enough to touch him, he'd take a little shuffle back.
But don't get it twisted, this band's deft musicianship clearly takes precedence, with one guitarist jumping from two sets of keys to
guitars while the other's spastic, jerky gyrations decimated a mic stand in front of him more than once. Of course, having Beck's old rhythm
section doesn't hurt one bit.
The crowd was thoroughly warmed up by the time Junior Senior took the stage. The two front-members of the act are nicknamed "Junior" and
"Senior" in reference to their body types. The energy level only got higher with the band’s churning Chic-meets-Motown beatdowns.
With horns and keys piped in, two background vocalists/percussionists, and the "chik-chik-chik" of Junior's guitar, they had the crowd
screaming for more after every song. The charisma of the band lies in its call-and-response lyrics. When everyone participates it's always more
fun. The big highlights were "Move Your Feet," the standout track on their album, "D-D-Don't Stop the Beat," and a rap medley
of "Twist & Shout" and Salt & Pepa's "Push It". In a word: undeniable.
Many might see the dance-rock revival in America as kitschy and temporary, but these bands are starting to make a believer out of me.