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06 Sept 2005 >>
Saratogian |
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Review: Avril Lavigne >>
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She dies her hair blonde and
uses an iron to keep it
straight. She is engaged to
the lead singer from the
band Sum 41, and when she
heard you can get breast
cancer using it, Avril
Lavigne stopped wearing
deodorant.
These were some of the
concerns on the minds of the
dedicated followers of all
things Avril. If being under
this kind of fan-obsessed
microscope makes life
difficult, Lavigne wasn't
showing any sign of it.
The soon to be 21-year-old
led her bass-thumping,
drum-banging and
guitar-wailing ensemble onto
the stage at the Saratoga
Performing Arts Center on
Sunday night, cranked it up
full volume and ripped
through the searing opener,
spitting out the lyrics: He
was a sk8er boi/ She said
'See ya later boi' /He
wasn't good enough for
her...
A fiery sparkplug of a
performer, Lavigne tore
through a brief, but
energetic set that delighted
a gathering of 8,500. Many
of the excitable throng of
teenage Avril-ettes came
adorned with men's ties over
T-shirts and wore black
eyeliner. There were a fair
amount of equally pleased
pre-teens as well,
accompanied by their parents
old enough to remember when
The Ramones, a very popular
band on their teens'
T-shirts, were an unknown
bar band on the Bowery.
From the opening salvo to
the crowd-happy sing-along
on 'Complicated,' it was a
blistering 65-minute set.
Lavigne slung on her guitar
for '(So much for my) Happy
Ending,' played piano on the
tune 'Forgotten' -- as the
stage's deep crimson haze
was interspersed by
explosive white strobes --
and took a turn behind the
drum kit for a version of
Blur's 'Song 2,' its
repetitive chorus of Woo-Hoo
ringing through the
amphitheater.
Lavigne commanded
centerstage, microphone in
hand as the crowd
alternately pumped their
fists and waved their arms
to the music, the lawn a
swooning sea of neon green
glow sticks and eerie orange
lights that blinked from
atop devil horn head caps.
Lavigne's in-between song
banter was brief and to the
point, much like the 18-song
set itself. 'This song goes
out to all the spoiled brats
out there,' she announced
during one particularly
charged moment, introducing
'I Always Get What I Want.'
Most of the material was
culled from her two albums,
2002's 'Let Go' and 'Under
My Skin,' issued in 2004.
She also performed a
rendition of the blink-182
song, 'All the Small
Things,' which out-muscled
the power trio's original
version for sheer rock 'n'
roll joy.
Onstage, Lavigne's
do-it-yourself attitude was
power without pretension.
Even her at-times, off-key
shrill was a welcome act of
spontaneity, delivered to
the masses in an
entertaining manner too
often missing in a field
dominated by the contrived
Britneys and Ashleys of the
world.
Her music, from the loudest
rockers to the softest of
ballads, was diverse as her
fashion: from the top of her
long blonde mane, to the
scuffed bottom of her black
combat boots. She wore a
bright pink belt wrapped
around her frame, the
midsection between a pair of
camouflage pants and a black
mesh jersey with a T-shirt
beneath it that sported a
skull and cross bones and
read: Rock 'n' Roll Outlaw.
Earlier in the evening,
Gavin DeGraw performed a set
that was as entertaining as
say, being stuck in an
elevator between floors.
With a toothache. In fact,
the 28-year-old 'performer'
from the Catskills may have
set a new level of
uber-bland, although his
stiff-as-a-corpse parody of
soul-stirring classics 'Papa
Was a Rolling Stone' and
'Proud Mary' were pretty
funny to watch.
It was a parody, right?
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