Live Review: The Flaming Lips/The White Stripes, December 31, 2003, Aragon Ballroom, Chicago
by erin hucke
Confetti and balloons are nothing new for The Flaming Lips. Neither
are people in animal costumes or topless women dancing on stage. But on New
Year's Eve, they multiplied all of these things and put on what they
touted in their video intro as a "mother fuckin'... once in a lifetime show."
As the overture from Carmina Burana peaked, the Lips tore into "Race For
The Prize" as loads of streamers and confetti shot out from cannons and a
hundred giant red, white and blue balloons floated above the crowd. At
times, the stage was barely visible through the party favor haze.
The band appropriately played "Thank You Jack White (For The
Fiber-Optic Jesus That You Gave Me)" with testament from Wayne that the gift Jesus
really did exist and was on the fireplace mantle in his house. They
also plowed through "Fight Test," the product of their recent collaboration
with The Chemical Brothers, "The Golden Path" and the ever-present "She
Don't Use Jelly." Despite an attempt at a crowd sing-along version of "Auld Lang
Syne," the 50-minute set proved to be way too short for such a
celebrated production.
The diluted energy of the Aragon Ballroom when the White Stripes
finally took the stage made the Flaming Lips' set almost seem like a distant
memory. Though every bit as solid and showy as you'd expect, The White Stripes
had a tough time following the circus that is a Flaming Lips show.
Through the abundant hair flipping and rock star posturing, The
Stripes rocked "Dead Leaves And The Dirty Ground" and "The Hardest Button To
Button." Meg White took a break from the drum kit and positioned
herself center stage to sing "In the Cold, Cold Night." At one point, Jack
weirdly sucked his right thumb as he effortlessly played his guitar with just
his left hand. (Also, Meg often balanced herself with her left arm to
strike her drums off beat with just one stick.)
As midnight approached, The Flaming Lips joined the Stripes on stage
for a nice but unremarkable version of "We're Going To Be Friends." The
subsequent minute-long countdown to 2004 erupted into "Seven Nation
Army" with Wayne Coyne spouting his own version of the first verse through a
megaphone. Jack White picked up the subsequent vocals as Wayne set off
the megaphone's siren and fell to his knees in the drama.
After a quick champagne toast, the White Stripes wrapped up the
night with many pre-White Blood Cells tunes and gave 2004 a very nice
welcome.
Issue 19, January 2004
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