Guest blogger Girl writes a long overdue review:
Great show, great guys! Flight of the Conchords did not disappoint Wednesday night at Massey Hall.
In front of a tame but appreciative crowd, Bret and Jemaine teased them with witty comebacks ("It's hard to sustain your confidence for more than five seconds," Jemaine pointed out to a heckler whose voice trailed off mid-heckle), funny misinterpretations (In defence of Toronto, a fan yelled out "We're good and bad!" to which Jemaine erroneously repeated, "You're going to bed?"), Canadian love (Bret: "I took a bath in maple syrup, the traditional Canadian bath"), and spot-on audience observations (a lady in the front left her seat, only to fall very publicly in the aisle, to which Jemaine mocked: "Yeah, we'll just leave between songs and they won't notice").
They even stopped their show after Jemaine noticed, to his horror, an empty seat in the front row. Silence and banter and plots as what to do when the offender came back ensued.
They did play a lot of the songs I was hoping to catch, including If You're Into It, Beautiful Girl, Jenny, and Bus Driver's Song. They didn't play Hiphopopotamus vs. Rhymenoceros, Robots, or Business Time, which disappointed me a tiny bit (since I've never seen them live before), and likely disappointed many others in attendance even more so.
My personal song highlight? I shouted for "Epileptic Dogs" and they played it, complete with the remix! What can I say - even though Ribsy and Mirabel are non-epileptic whippets, I'll swoon over any dog reference, shaky or not, that I can get.
And I loved their sexy moves (and the "talkin' sugalumps of Jemaine's) during their main set closer, Sugalumps. Bret also teased a lady to the stage, only to abandon and call Security on her. Witness it all here:
Jemaine really feels it during a lovely rendition of Freebird (a request):
And some serious Bret:
Despite the chilly temperatures and the massive crowd waiting for their arrival, Bret and Jemaine took the time and made the effort to interact with their fans. Now they are true rock stars.
With Bret at the meet and greet. He liked the penguin pajamas we wore in honor of him. Did I mention that we wore our penguin pajamas? Yes, the same penguin pajamas we wear to sleep (nearly) every night since we got them from Boy's sister as a Christmas gift a couple of years ago.
(And oh my - someone even tweeted about our pajamas!)
And here's "drunk" Jemaine. What a ham. I wish he was drunk. I probably would have taken full advantage of him. (Not to worry, my Boy is like Doug, he doesn't mind that I Mel Jemaine.)
A big reason why I admire them is that they're so down-to-earth and kind. Jemaine even asked if there was anybody else that needed anything - a photo, autograph, a hug - before he got onto the bus.
Now back to your regular whippet programming.