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So, like… who knew that so many people liked The Sounds? Not me. A few months ago, I saw Carson Daly pushing the hell out of them on his show, and I figured that they were still struggling to get some recognition in the US. I suppose the release of their new album, Dying To Say This To You, has helped them a lot, not to mention the fact that their lead singer took part in that ill-conceived theme song to Snakes On A Plane. (I can just see the light bulbs going off in the prepubescent minds of young men across America as they realise, “Dude, this chick’s hot! Who is she?” and pull up Wikipedia on their Dells.) Apparently the line to get into Webster Hall was around the block, and the crowd consisted of tiny hipsters, club kids, and dudes fresh off the Girls Gone Wild tour bus. The latter group all seemed to know the words to every Shiny Toy Guns song, and that was kind of creepy. And they all absolutely loved The Sounds. The evening got off to a late start before opening band Liam and Me played, a quartet of wee, cute boys from Philadelphia. Their keyboard-heavy pop-punk sound reminded me a lot of the now defunct Elkland, especially when lead singer Matt O’Dowd (NB: No one in this band is named Liam and I wondered if the band name was a reference to a Gallagher of choice, but I imagine this probably isn’t the case) gestured robotically towards the crowd. Granted, no one will ever beat the dude from Elkland at awkward, robotic dance moves, but Matt made up for it by being basically adorable, dedicating songs to the ladies and such. He won the hearts of all of my friends, that’s for sure. They were clamoring for the merch table after the set was over. I’m not sure if everyone else felt the same; a thrown drumstick was passed around by a few folks because no one wanted it. Poor Liam and Me. For the most part, they were well-received and I’m sure in a few days, they’ll be all I read about in every blog out there. That sort of thing always happens to me. See: Professor Murder.
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