11 of Our Favorite Martini Ranch Concerts
|Metric performs at Martini Ranch in 2009.|
[Emily] Haines sat at the black baby grand while the stage remained unlit and, directly following, Shaw sat to play a rotating trio of acoustic guitars. The duo went straight into a relentless rendition of "Gold Guns Girls," from their latest release Fantasies. I was ecstatic. 1: Because nobody from FM 103.9, a sponsor of the gig, made a goofy, unneccessary stage announcement, and 2: Because I immediately knew I wasn't in for a night of boring, watered-down song rehashes.
Haines' haunting, sometimes childlike meow hoovered over the crowd, struck silent by the raw power in her gentle croon. Even our blathering drunkard friend shut her trap. Bobbing her head with increasing intensity to the beat of "Satellite Mind," Haines built up to the line, "Heard you fuck through the wall, I heard you fuck," immediately demanding the attention of the least interested of the obliged boyfriends demographic. -- Becky Bartkowski
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