Singer Christopher Owens floated easily between wistful, sentimental fare early on to harder rocking tunes toward the end of the night. Owens and crew played everything straight. They knocked out song after song taking the crowd on an effortless ride through loud sing-alongs and crack-a-smile head-bobbers. With no banter and no antics, Girls filled the whole show with nothing but inviting rock.
It was apparent that the audience for this band comes from different musical places, just like it’s tough to nail down a list of influences for the band’s sound. It was really nice to go see some newer music that doesn’t naval gaze to the point of parody, or force-feed neon glasses frames with synth accents ad nauseum. There are many refreshing revivalist hooks in their songs, but the sincere guitar solos stuck out for being something that’s largely missing in indie music these days.
There were some slight sound issues. Mainly one rogue microphone that was adding its own noise layer. At those infrequent times it sounded almost like an intentional homage to the Jesus and Mary Chain. Other than that, the biggest surprise was that the show wasn’t absolutely packed. What mattered most is that Girls played a set that could have easily rocked a club a quarter of the size of the Gothic, and simultaneously held down a giant arena or amphitheater. It didn’t seem to matter to the band what was in front of them. They were always going to put on the same great show.
Marc Hobelman makes websites at The Denver Post, tweets pictures of his cat and is a regular contributor to Reverb.