For most bands, that would be an indication of a bad show.
The 20-year-old Duluth, Minn. group is known for their slow tempos, droning melodies and sad, beautiful harmonies. All of those hallmarks were on display Friday, and their sound hit the mark.
Low, which is helmed by the husband and wife duo of Alan Sparhawk and Mimi Parker, powered through tracks new and old without much fuss. Interaction with the crowd was minimal. A “thank you” here, a “we’re so glad to be in Denver” there.
The sold-out crowd, comprised of mostly wizened (ie: aged) fans, didn’t seem to expect anything different. Even at the front of the motionless mob — right up on the stage — a slow head bob was the closest anyone came to dancing.
Older tracks such as “Soon” and “Dinosaur Act,” and new songs such as “Plastic Cup” and “Just Make It Stop” sounded as if they came off the same record, despite the fact that almost 15 years separates them.
The boringness was so calculated and ingrained that it resulted in a welcome change of pace. There were no (well, probably very few) spilled beers, no crowd surfing and no bloody noses as a result of fist-pumping.
For most bands, a show as dull as Friday’s would be regarded as a blistering failure. For Low, though, it’s just part of their appeal. You can count on them to deliver a specific sound, and after two decades, they own their genre.
If that means that their live shows take on the crushing-depression character of their recorded works, so be it. That’s why their fans like them to begin with.
Nic Turiciano is a writer and photographer in Fort Collins who is also an intern at the Denver Post. You can follow him on Twitter at @nic_turishawno or email him at firstname.lastname@example.org.