"Hello New York. We are The Whitest Boy Alive from Berlin and this is our last show in the states and its about to start NOW!"
This is how Erlend Oye started his show last night at The Music Hall of Williamsburg.
For all that you missed out, you are probably not feeling pain in your legs from jumping up and down for about 2 hours while watching nerd eye candy.
This band brought me back to the house music I grew up on in Chicago. The keyboardist is a machine that is the brains behind this collaboration. The drummer plays tight beats, sometimes one handed. The bass was this funky goofy amazing artist and Erlend...well, he is just fantastic.
His tall lanky Napolean Dynomite look does not take from his inner rock star as he kicks and dances to all his songs. Erlend Oye created "The Whitest Boy Alive" project to acknowledge the party that is always in his head.
He entertains, he dances, he engages...at one point last night, Oye asked the audience to please not steal his bike that was unlocked out in front, he asked the ladies if they liked European men and also acknowledged BROOKLYN as better than Manhattan!
The beautiful part about this band is that the live sound is not at ALL different than listening to an album, its the experience that takes it next level. These guys get in front of you and you cannot help but move your hips, shoulders and boot-tay to their sound.
To end the show and to bring out my love for house music, they rocked a Robin S. cover of: "Show me Love." You have to be deaf to hate on that song.
Thank you for the Wednesday night party last night! COME BACK SOON!!
The Whitest Boy Alive takes the crown for my favorite 2010 show THUS far. cannot wait for the summertime line up!
