The Sounds, Sweedish electropop hotties, played San Francisco’s Warfield Saturday night to a mixed crowd of dance floor junkies, teenage hipsters and my gleaming girlfriend. Her favorite band and my not so favorite, I was pleasantly surprised by an incredible show with tons of energy and songs that hit their prime on the live stage.
Maja Ivarsson is one hot female. A badass frontwoman with limitless attitude, she high-kicked, spat into the air, crawled across stage and worked her skyscrapper, strappy stilettos under the gleams of bright lights, taking time to light up a few cigarettes between lyrics and tease the crowd.
I was incredibly envious of her wardrobe choices for the evening: faux leather leggings with sexy triangle cutouts, exposing perfect pie slices of thigh. She added a hot, black leather jacket with puffed sleeves, a see through white tank and black strapless bra. Around her neck hung a collection of gold plated necklaces, including an over-sized tooth that I too, own.
The Sounds started up their dance-bass, synth heavy, rock infused gig a decade ago and are still kickin’ it all across the world today. Their latest tour was opening up for No Doubt. This time around as the headliner, their new CD, Crossing the Rubicon, is the star of the show.
The disgustingly emo Shiny Toy Guns opened, plus a couple other out of style goth creeps with asymmetrical bleached/pastel colored hairs, lots of eyeliner and skin and bones for bodies. Knowing this ahead of time, we had margaritas at the bar and waited for the whiney kids to pack up.
Two hours later, a sweaty Ms. Ivarsson minus the jacket and song after glorious electro-pop song, The Sounds had won me over. My girlfriend was quite pleased with the performance and therefore also with me for hooking us up with tickets. I win!
A few more photos:
I’d love to know who the DJ was before the Sounds came on stage. Did you catch his name?
I didnt, but I’ll see if I can find out…