Piles of cooler-than-thou Angelinos showed up for a mid-week dose of Parisian indie pop courtesy of French/Finnish two-piece the Dø on Wednesday. Their fan base for the 10:30 p.m. gig, mostly guys in their mid-20s and 30s, cheered as Olivia Merilahti walked on stage in a see-through gown topped off with an enormous chiffon collar. Multi-instrumentalist Dan Levy followed her lead and hopped on the piano with guitarist Bastien and saxophonist Marielle rounding out the lineup. Flooding the air with experimental percussions and static noise, the layered complexity of half-sung-half spoken vocals and alto sax was both eerie and surprisingly beautiful.
By the end of the first song, "A Mess Like This," the band had complete authority over the crowd. Silence fell over the room as Merliahti sang about secret vices, pleasure and pain. Her voice vibrated with slow, haunting melodies while Levy's arrangements took us on a moody roller coaster ride as he conducted the sound from behind his round, Persol sunglasses. The front-woman owns the stage with her refined interpretive dancing that draws her closer into the crowd and Levy.
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Critical Bias: Do not wait to discover The Dø until Coachella. Enjoy them now!
Crowd: The crowd was a mix of young Steve Jobs clones and older hipsters - you know,
the ones who claim to have been responsible for starting the trend.
Overheard: During the song "On My Shoulders" two sober girls who stood behind me
could not stop saying, "He's so fucking hot." They were referring to guitarist/
Random Notebook Dump: A pair of besties, Ertel M. and fine artist Cedar Miller
described The Dø as part punk/ Pink Floyd/ Bjork.