When Black Moth Super Rainbow opened for MGMT at McCarren Pool last summer, their trippy, synth-driven rock proved just the right setup for the indie pop stars. As headliners last night at South Street Seaport, their onstage antics – masks, wigs, Sasquatch suits – felt derivative (Flaming Lips, anyone?) and distracting, compounded by the fact their sound has a numbing consistency. Worst of all, the lead singer – who hid behind a freakish Chinaman mask – was clearly performing to a pre-recorded vocal track. Badly. Whatever kind of artistic statement this was meant to be, I'd much rather just see a band that takes themselves seriously, even if it is the summer. (More pics below.)
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haha, fucktard, the singer was singing on the ground. the sasquatch guy was lip syncing. open your eyes.
also, “chinaman”??? racist fuck
haha, fucktard, the singer was singing on the ground. the sasquatch guy was lip syncing. open your eyes.
haha, fucktard, the singer was singing on the ground. the sasquatch guy was lip syncing. open your eyes.
haha, fucktard, the singer was singing on the ground. the sasquatch guy was lip syncing. open your eyes.
haha, fucktard, the singer was singing on the ground. the sasquatch guy was lip syncing. open your eyes.
haha, fucktard, the singer was singing on the ground. the sasquatch guy was lip syncing. open your eyes.
also, “chinaman”??? racist fuck
also, “chinaman”??? racist fuck
also, “chinaman”??? racist fuck
also, “chinaman”??? racist fuck
also, “chinaman”??? racist fuck