Where: Boulder Theatre
Favorite moment: When Simon Postford entered the stage, I knew the intimate crowd who had been sufficiently warmed up by Phutureprimitive and would be locked and loaded. There was hot anticipation in the air. One mask clad fan began interpretive dancing only moments before Postford made the first drop.
Details: Shpongle’s stage set reminded me of Star Trek. Postford was perched in his psychedelic command center, pressing buttons to activate non-traversed territories in our brains by means of intricate lasers. He’s a completely natural performer, and is quite impressive, period. There is no doubt he was born with the “rage gene”.
The scene: Phutureprimitive was a suitable opener for Shpongle and riled up the crowd properly with Bassnectar remixes and Shpongle-esc beats. It’s clear he‘s passionate which comes across in his performance and concentrated stage presence. This only encouraged the fans and increased widespread excitement for the headliner.
The Postfordian crowd was ready for the Masquerade, dressed to the nines in sequins, a mass of face-paint, feather fedoras and Mardi Gras masks. Fans are nothing short of festive at a Shpongle show of any measure. It seems as though many had been waiting all week to let loose and blow off some steam at this show. They came to the right place.
FYI: The Friday show was not sold-out, which was surprising considering Postford’s influence on the electronic scene. The crowd was unusually scant. Typically, Shpongle shows result in a packed house, which is practically bursting at the seams. I didn’t mind though because fans had more room to dance and unleash their primitive sides.