HA HA HA HA PEEKABOO!
Devo KILLED at the Music Hall last night.
By Kate X Messer,
11:11AM, Sat. Mar. 21, 2009
I just know when I use words like "transcendent," you dear readers must roll your eyes. But truly, like Booji Boy on a bungie, my experience at Devo at the Austin Music Hall SXSW 2009 hovered above all others.
I'll leave the reviews to the music section, but will share this:
At one point, during "Uncontrollable Urge," the crowd shapeshifted and sistahgrrl next to me and I kinda collided. We grinned at each other, 'cos we were both rockin' out. So different from the tender young'uns behind us who kept bitching at each other anytime one of them would step within cellphone range of the other. Bitch, bitch, bitch. Sisters, please, there is no such thing as personal space at a rock show.
Anyway, at one point, my own sistahgrrl and I are fisting the air, pounding the pavement, and screaming our lungs out like it's 1981 and she pulls me in to holler in my ear: THEY SAVED MY LIFE! I'm sure I responded with some profound YEEEEEAH or WHOOOOO HOOO, but she continued: BLACK? TRANSGENDER? THE EIGHTIES? THEY SAVED MY LIFE, GIRL!!!
From that point on, it was all hugs and headshakes, punkrock and soul shimmies. Sweet DEVO. They're still saving us.
(Enjoy the photo gallery above.)