Untapped Festival at Gilley's, 9/7/13: Review and Photos

Categories: Show Reviews

Mike Brooks
Cults making Dallas dance

GC: It felt like a few of the acts were simply background music, the kind of thing you could have blared out of a PA in the background of a beer festival off a record. I'm not sure if the decision to keep the bands relativelty quiet to allow beer festival camaraderie was a conscious one, but it was often a struggle to hear bands. If you were off to the side of a stage, especially the stage by the food trucks, then forget about it. You may as well be listening to a CD. Leagues especially suffered with this, and it took me a while to realize there was actually a band on stage. Either that or Dallas' summer of metal has once and for all done away with my hearing.

Maybe the aforementioned summer of metal has conditioned me in other ways, because I found the non-Blackalicious bands to be relatively twee, mere fripperies soon forgotten in a baking downtown parking lot. Happy, summer-tastic, but of relatively little substance or weight. I couldn't tell you anything about what Cults' music sounds like even now.

JPF: As if nature herself decided that it was time for music the sun disappeared behind a bank of clouds giving the large crowd amassed for Cults set some relief. Despite some early set sound issues the crowd around Cults swelled as more and more patrons were drawn by the band's dreamy take on retro-pop causing older patrons to nod approvingly, and younger fans to dance. Lord do Cults fans love to dance.

The further Cults progressed through their set the more people danced, from the group chaotically dancing to the series of beer loving bros garbed in college football gear who thought it was hilarious to do a John Travolta dancing in Pulp Fiction impression anytime the guitar work by Cults ventured into surf territory. Standing to the far left of the stage were a group of underage fans with Xs clearly marked on their hands. Despite this being a beer fest they had no intention of missing Cults' first set in the US in sometime, and even with out the liquid courage that surrounded them, they closed their eyes, gave themselves to the music and danced.


Nammi Truck should replace DART buses.

Freelance Whales are the musical equivalent of a sneezy kitten running across a field of daffodils.

Crowd surfing at the beer fest is not the smartest or safest decision.

Overheard next to the stage: "I'm surprised how many hipsters there are in Dallas."

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