Well he doesn't get the A Is For Action lyrics, but other than that I think this reviewer liked the show.

What do you think?

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RAVEONETTES BREAK SOUND BARRIER LIFE MUSIC REVIEW ERIC R. DANTON; Courant Rock Critic 448 Words 13 December 2003 The Hartford Courant STATEWIDE D8 English Copyright 2003, The Hartford Courant. All Rights Reserved. One of the Raveonettes wasn't able to perform Thursday night at the Pearl Street Night Club in Northampton, apparently because of some infection in his arms. And singer and guitarist Sune Rose Wagner felt some numbness in his right arm, having gotten a shot of morphine earlier in the day at the hospital when he learned he had a kidney stone. With such daunting medical obstacles to overcome, the three musicians on stage could be excused for giving a sub-par performance. That is, if they had given a sub-par performance. They did not. The Danish hipsters instead glided through a set of rock 'n' roll tunes that evoked '50s and '60s Brill Building-style music run through a churning sonic blender. Noise, you see, is an essential component of the Raveonettes' music. The group takes vintage song structures and adds shattering sheets of static for an effect akin to listening to a distant AM radio station through a torn speaker cone piped into an overdriven megaphone. Add to that the dreamy, droning vocal harmonies of Wagner and bassist Sharin Foo, a statuesque 6-foot blonde, and a batch of songs in one of two musical keys -- B-flat major and B-flat minor -- and you have the perfect soundtrack for a modern take on vintage biker movies. Foo rolled out a queasy, rumbling bass line on ``Let's Rave On,'' Wagner dug into dirty, reverb-laced surf guitar riffs on ``Chain Gang of Love,'' and the band descended into willful abrasion with ``Noisy Summer,'' which was, in fact, quite noisy. Ima Robot was a different, more overt kind of weird. The Los Angeles band pilloried consumerism on ``Here Come the Bombs,'' which fused sunny synth parts to brutal punk guitars. On ``A is Action,'' elfin lead singer Alex Ebert yelped out letters of the alphabet, and what they stood for, in seeming random order over a chugging guitar riff. The band was tight, and the musicians easily negotiated tempo and style changes on trashy art-punk songs like ``Dirty Life'' and ``Dynomite,'' which featured rapid-fire switches between prominent guitars and sing-songy keyboards. The musicians play less obtuse stuff, too, and they blasted full-throttle through the poppy hooks and vocal harmonies of ``Alive.'' Ima Robot has a gem of a song in ``Black Jettas,'' a funny, paranoid account of a guy who thinks he sees his ex-girlfriend behind the wheel of every one of the popular cars he encounters. Ebert delivered the lyrics deadpan, while '80s-style keyboard, skittering guitar riffs and an insistent bass line swirled behind him.

[Edited on 16-12-2003 by Phobiac]

He must have delivered the lyrics in a manner similar to the recorded version of "STD Dance." It completely changes the tone of the song. Very Ladytron.

I wonder if anyone enjoys being described as "elfin?" Does Alex have a new Dorothy Hamill haircut that I don't know about?