Tralala
SXSW live shot
Reviewed by Michael Bertin, Fri., March 24, 2006
Tralala
Red 7, Friday, March 17
If you want to make a living as a band, you're going to have to tour, and eventually the economics of touring are going to dictate some terms of the band. So half the fun of watching Brooklyn's Tralala was being able to see the future of the band unfold in real time and speculate with a high degree of accuracy how quickly the four girl vocalists would become two. None plays instruments, so the trio of guys backing them up have to stay. The tall, dark-haired one stage right? She's the first out, looking like she belongs in Accounts Receivable rather than singing harmonies. The blonde on the opposite side, probably next. The short brunette in the middle with the cool haircut and "Les Aus" scrawled across her cleavage in what looked liked lipstick, she's the star of the Brooklyn band. And on the Red 7 stage Friday night she just oozed the cool of a woman that has no need for anything. From peppering the crowd with confetti eggs to drowning the Lone Star tallboy like it was liquid golden salvation, she seemed to be the only person in the band who understood that silly two-chord party rock needs someone to lead the party.