Phoenix at the Fillmore

Great show at the Fillmore last night. The floor shook with all the people dancing or jumping. I've been to the Fillmore so many times, never felt that way before. It was totally awesome!


SF Weekly gave a nice review:

Few bands will kick off a set by playing their biggest hit first. But France's Phoenix seemed confident last night that they had more than a single smash up their sleeve, and judging by the way the fans sang and clapped and hooted along for most of their hour plus Fillmore set, they were right.
The group opened with "Lisztomania" like a finale, the signature turquoise and pink colors of the Wolfgang Amadeus Phoenix album flashing brighter than a video game console behind them; and they played their finale like the winners of the superbowl, the crowd surging to cheer and raise their fists in victory with the reigning champions of pop, frontman Thomas Mars raised metaphorically (and, perhaps, physically?) on their shoulders. In between, the performance caused the audience to act like it was New Year's Eve, laughing and whooping and hugging one another--making the actions of the nobodies on the wooden floor around you as infectious as the giant somebodies raised above you on the stage.

Read the entire article here.