Sleater-Kinney, for all their time in the industry, still feel as vital, radical, powerful and revolutionary as ever.
Corin Tucker’s vocals were on fire, Janet Weiss’ drumming was on point, and Carrie Brownstein’s stage presence breathed life into the venue.
They played a lot of their recent LP, No Cities To Love, but, to the delight of the audience, they also powered through hits like ‘Modern Girl,’ ‘I Wanna be your Joey Ramone,’ and ‘No Hands.’
Unfortunately, the vibe in the room was weird, and I’m not sure if it was because the audience wasn’t willing to let go of their inhibitions and dance like I know they wanted, or because the band’s stage presence was kind of tired and robotic. Stage banter wasn’t a thing either. Both of those things could have fueled the other.
It’s also got to be said that watching and listening to one of America’s most revered feminist rock bands in the setting of HQ was a weird experience. There is an obvious disconnect between the venue and the band, and it itched at my skin the whole way through the show.
That being said, you can’t fault the trio’s talent. They’ve still got it, but does Adelaide?