Blackwater Music Festival Concert Review: Girl Talk
By Joseph Giannone 4 years ago
Girl Talk tends to be lauded by masses of people who jump at any opportunity to see one of his shows. I can assure you that most of the twenty somethings attending Blackwater Music Festival this weekend were there to either see Girl Talk, or experience The Flaming Lips. Girl Talk uses the same formula as Wayne Coyne, by involving the audience and bringing people on stage to dance, while stage hands shoot confetti on the crowd, and random people use toilet paper blowers or hair dryers to drench the onlookers in good vibes. The gimmick succeeds in creating an atmosphere, but with The Flaming Lips' experience being far more impressive, immersive, deserving and unique, it's hard not to be underwhelmed
Yet, here is a critic's main issue among sorting out his or hers ideas after a performance. We have to decide whether or not the band was good, or in this case with Gregg Gillis, whether or not the experience of his live show was so amazing that even if the musicianship wasn’t good, the show itself was still worthwhile. Girl Talk’s music was very entertaining. Even though he just slaps together some famous pop, rap, or rock songs and calls it his “own unique vision” on these famous hits, the music is still entertaining. I know some of you might disagree, but overall I was pleased. I was surely not pleased with his stage presence though.
What really disappointed me was that after watching The Flaming Lips Saturday night, I saw how little effort this artist really puts into his show. Here’s what happened play by play. Girl Talk comes out on stage, jumps on a table with his Mac standing by, and begins to pump up his audience. The “dancers” come on stage and begin to groove, and the aforementioned music starts to play, with some confetti and a couple of people shooting toilet paper in a crowd, and that was it.; nothing else. I’m glad that this guy is now famous, and his music is finally getting recognized, but he really should put more effort into his show. He went through the motions at Bonnaroo last year too; so, I know this wasn't just a below-average performance.
Not only was it a bore just to watch people come on stage and dance to “War Pigs” by Black Sabbath while the track segued into some famous rap song spliced with pop hits, it was disappointing because it could have easily been better. I was mildly entertained by the music, but I would have loved to see more.