Noone finds it �pretty odd� that Panic at the Disco would display such an entertaining record of lights, glamour and an habit-forming upbeat aura that would leave the vast legal age of minor teenyboppers in a spin, wanting more.
So what happens when you squish these fluoro hairy, bubbly eyed, �virgin concert goers� into a arena made for the epical performance that is �Panic at the Disco�? A fever you simply cannot sweat out.
The stage was brought to life first of all by the new crunch core, backbeat fascination that is Cobra Starship. After ripping into their fresh, electric hits with enthusiasm that would snap Challenge Stadium in two, the boys exited on a high, going the crowd wondering, �Where on worldly concern did they came from?�
Less than 40 minutes later, American, punk boys from �The Academy Is..� stormed the stage stunning the audience with innovative hits from their new album �Fast multiplication at Barrington High� and cleaning up the fix with a mixture of old tunes the crowd could echo, or simply wave their glowing phones in the air in pure wonderment of.
With the stadium lights switched back on, it was time for the anxious fans to originate cramming the already packed �panic-pit�. With the stage set up in a colourful, display of flowers and props almost in preparation for a drama show made by year 12 students, the lights dulled and the atmospheric state took an exhilarating turn.
The mood breathed a new air, when the bounce became.. intimately bubbles..."
Casually stepping onto stage like Perth was hometown Las Vegas, Brendan, Ryan, Jon and Spencer took a rut the crowd immediately busted out to. Opening with the showtime song off their second record, they promised the little, disregarded town of Perth �You don�t birth to worry, because we�re still the same lot..� Keeping in rhythm they torus straight into their wireless hit �Nine in the Afternoon�.
After thawing up to the crowd together, the boys swung the flare back into their old loved tunes from �A feverishness you can�t sweat out.� Whilst the handsomely dressed, mature Nevada lads sang quite a few first album hits, it was ordinarily noted that they added their have jazzy eddy to the old rock tunes, departure a little bitter tasting on the turning power point that Panic were taking into their music. However the minor switch from upbeat rock into a more flashy, techno musical style didn�t seem to enervate the sea of jumping, high-pitched fans echoing their lyrics throughout the arena.
Backing up each new song with the likes of old melodies such as �Camisado� and �It�s better if you do�, the crowd were simply thrashing their lips in expectation for what was approaching. The mood breathed a new air, when the bounce became.. well bubbles. The drums kicked, the boys gleamed smiles that made the girls weak and and then during �Behind the Sea� the front half of the arena filled with bubbles that reflected the stage lights in mesmerising colours. The crowd erupted and threw up their hands in unison with the disco that was being executed from the stage.
But there was no time for applause merely yet, Panic at the Disco (now minus the explanation mark) were about to indicate the thousands of fanatics just how far they had come. Ryan addressed the crowd in a promising manner that �I write sins not tragedies� would be performed only under the condition that every individual person would sing at the top of their voice.
And they were non let down.
Every lyric was sung in harmony with the band right down to every emphasis on the end of a line. The boys were left dumb and from the deafening screaming and so were the fans.
Having moved the musical black Maria of thousands... Panic at the disco, even without the exclaiming mark ar still as thrilling and admirable as when they first leapt onto our soundwaves."
After playing nearly every hit off both albums the enlightened mob were left wondering �what more than? What else?� The stage was vacated as the lights shut down pat and the mood was set in place.
Encore�
And what a style to start up it. Brendan appeared guitar in hand. He dog-tired the first few moments sucking in the environment and then politely asked the push if he could sing a song.
�..Time to dance..�
There was not a unruffled body in the bowl. Sung with such admiration to the Perth push and a love for the music he and his fellow band members had created, the standard pressure sent waves of emotion over the entire dome.
Panic at the Disco finished their set much in the fashion they started. With bounce, poise and complete professionalism they over their stunning showcase with �Mad as rabbits�. Before walking sour stage and leaving their fans in complete mental rejection, they chorused the far-famed lines �na na na na, hey-eh goodbye..� and disappeared behind their eccentric backdrop. Having stirred the melodious hearts of thousands and leaving a memory planted within every fan, Panic at the disco, even without the exclamation fall guy are noneffervescent as thrilling and admirable as when they kickoff leapt onto our soundwaves.
Whilst still mold their musical genre; they have tempted the taste buds of many and with plentitude of promise to become even bigger in the musical public eye, they will keep their fans tapping their �toes to the beat.�
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