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Vampire Weekend live in Singapore: A review

Photo by JONATHAN KWA

The Internet is a wonderful thing. Which is why we're bringing you this review online, being generous with pictures and videos and all. It also brought me the music of Inch Chua, the opening act for Vampire Weekend at the Esplanade Concert Hall. If you haven’t downloaded her album ( for ANY price you’d like), what’s stopping you, really? Inch's performance was cute and dosed generously with ample amounts of saccharine - a clichéd description she'll have to get used to as she frequents the public eye. It's hard not to like a girl who manages to bop around with a Nintendo DS onstage as a synthesizer of some sort.

Photo by JONATHAN KWA

The lads with the “Upper West Side Soweto” sound finally made their way onstage (thanks to the peeps at Greenhorn) and woah, what a gig it turned out to be. From the bassy grooves of Holiday to the repetitive, doorbell-like sounds of Walcott (head to the bottom of this post for the full setlist), the energy throughout this particular gig was constantly buzzing - if Vampire Weekend sound infectious on their albums, they're deadlier live. You simply couldn’t help tapping your feet or moving some (dis)jointed part of your body in a rhythmic manner to their frenetically-paced songs.

Photo by JONATHAN KWA

Frontman Ezra Koenig's (pictured above) characteristic vocals weren't the only thing that caught the attention of the crowd, especially the females, as noted - in very serious purple typeface - by 987FM DJ Vanessa Fernandez on Twitter:
much love from Bangkok, by the way) and the dramatic lighting certainly kept things visually interesting - and the smartphone-armed shutterbugs happy.
(Those of you on iPads and iPhones can swipe down to the bottom of the post to view the video) It was just plain fun. I guess the spirit of the gig could be epitomised by the two teenage girls seated in front of me who hopped in place throughout the entire concert and paused at a few instances when the music stopped, only to scream their lungs out. And when it was all over, they gave their hearts to the band. You can’t make these things up:
Koenig's Twitter account, for all of you who made the effort to scroll to the bottom of the post:

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