Bigger Than the Sound: Yeah Yeah Yeahs @ 9:30

In person, the Yeah Yeah Yeahs’ ferocious sound doesn’t differ enough from that of their three fine full-lengths and innumerable EPs to make a live album a necessity. But if they decided to cash in with one, I’d buy it just for frontwoman Karen O’s stage banter, which, through sparse, has the advantage of sounding like it’s being translated from Japanese.

At a sold-way-out 9:30 Club Friday night, she introduced the New York art-punk trio’s (reinforced by a part-time fourth member) biggest hit, the ballad “Maps,” thusly: “Time for the Yeah Yeah Yeahs love song, all right!” And right there you’ve got about half the 15 or so words she spat during the 15-song, 70-minute mission, aptly summed up by the title of their current release, It’s Blitz! The album is awash in icier, synth-ier textures than its comparatively raw predecessors, but onstage the group — nurtured in its early 21st-century infancy by boosters like The White Stripes and P.J. Harvey — remains as feral as it is theatrical.

Or rather, Karen does. The others, Tim Burton lookalikes all, just stay out of her way. From the insistent bounce of the opening “Dull Life” to the overdriven “Y Control” that closed the set proper, O(rzolek) began every tune with a scarf wrapped around her head, only to rip it away seconds later. Her egg-shaped cheekbones, demonic grin, and pageboy ‘do make her look a bit like a Kabuki mask doing aerobics. She shrieks like Brian Johnson on grinders like “Rockers to Swallow,” but on bent funk numbers like “Phenomena” and especially those ballads, she reveals herself as her generation’s Chrissie Hynde, keeper of a luminous voice that can make a ballad soar with lithe abandon. Tough, tender, batshit crazy — she can do it all.

You mightn’t think it with a band like this, but it seems they do play a different set each night. Performing beneath an inflatable white orb that pivoted ‘round to reveal itself as painted to resemble a human eye, guitarist-plus Nick Zinner bridged each tween-song interlude with rippling currents of noise, giving the moment as visceral punch each time the sonic waves parted to commence a new song. The set was a career-spanner, with 2003’s Fever to Tell and ‘06’s Show Your Bones nearly as well represented as Blitz.

“Maps” arrived as the first encore, in a less committed performance than the frenetic “Date with the Night” that closed the show. But the highlight might have been “Cheated Hearts,” the ballad that finds O declaring, “I think I’m bigger than the sound.”

She’s written original songs for Spike Jonze’s upcoming film version of Where the Wild Things Are, (single here; the album is out tomorrow) and has played infrequent solo shows under the name Native Korean Rock, but let’s hope she doesn’t really believe she’s bigger. The Yeah Yeah Yeahs are much more than the sum of its parts. You can tell, because as soon as she finishes singing the line, the song swells up to drag her back under.

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since the reviewer chose not to do it (a criminal offense right there) i'm just going to type out the drummer's name:

brian chase

the man is a god.

Agreed. Karen and Nick get all the attention (mostly Karen). But I've always admired Brian's drumming.

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The Yea Yea Yeas are about as "ferocious" as piece of pie.

And they all ride those dumb-ass fixed-gear bikes.

Objection sustained: I should've given the drummer some, especially since he's upped his game so much on It's Blitz! Sorry, Brian Chase!

thanks, chris. i'll wipe the slate clean for you!

Amazing show... so glad I got to go, but man what a busted looking crowd.

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