Iyow - in your own words

If you haven’t heard of Ladytron, you’re not alone. If you have, perhaps you were born in the 80s and “listened to them in high school” as one of the students at my school told me.

My husband – a self-professed college/internet radio devotee – requested a Ladytron album for Christmas on his Amazon Wish List. He heard them on SomaFM. I had no idea who they were, but found Witching Hour displayed at Virgin Megastore and bought it (sorry Amazon…and Tower). During an iPod update, I added the album on a whim.

Unlike some of his other selections, this one was surprisingly good from the start (not just obscure and weird). It drew me in. Before I knew it, I was playing it on a regular basis. Unfortunately, Ladytron sold out at Mezzanine before I could get tickets…. Thankfully, they played again at the Fillmore this past Monday, Oct. 16th.

Honestly, I didn’t know what to expect. When I saw them I found a link to my own dark past – when applying black eye liner was a daily ritual. The weird part was that I liked it.

To help set the scene, my husband decribed Mira’s outfit as “Star Trek, Vulcan priestess”. Helen’s was a bit more subdued, but flashy in that black goth satin way. Together the band produced what I’d like to call “catchy goth music”. But I’ve since learned that this genre already has a name: electroclash!

I loved the bright lights, gothic sensibility and pure pop energy. The band was into it. The crowd was into it. No worries about people standing and blocking your view because almost everyone was on the dance floor.

And, of course, they played Destroy Everything You Touch as the last song of their encore. This song is amazing on its own. It’s even better live. One of my favorite concert moments ever.

If you’re looking for new music, stop by Tower Records before they’re gone and pick up a discounted Ladytron CD. You won’t regret it.