December 31, 2010
@ The Warfield
Better than: Ringing in the new year in 1939.
All those chicks wearing corsets you saw on New Year's Eve? Most likely they were either coming or going from the Warfield
, where the Dresden Dolls
stopped to unfurl the S.F. iteration of the band's current reunion tour. And what a strangely fitting way to step into the future: The Dolls' strong, bitter taste of an imagined "cabaret-punk" past, an emo-Weimar piano-rock fantasy replete with hits, a number from The Threepenny Opera
, and enough technical difficulties to feel irritatingly like the digital age. Oh yes, and corsets. The past is not dead, nor past, indeed. But I guess it is 2011 now.
began the night by dragging their innocuous bedroom pop onstage. But once through their quick set of famous covers like "September" and "Single Ladies," and a few smooth originals such as "Be Still," another opener began. Some lad (Dolls pal Jason Webley) dressed in a supremely old-worldy suit stepped out with an accordion, and proceeded to rile up the swelling audience with a dusty drinking song. Ordering us to hold our fingers up in the air and watch them intently as we turned in a circle 11 times, Webley upped the singalong enthusiasm; and as he pointed out, it was a cheap way to maximize the impact of those $7 drinks.