Arcade Fire Burned Mekka Miami Down as the Reflektors
Arcade Fire as the Reflektors
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Better Than: Catching your favorite indie-band-made-big in some giant auditorium.
Arcade Fire first hit the scene, changing the sound of indie music forever, back in the early 2000s. Musical force Régine Chassagne is a first-generation Haitian emigrant, and apparently, she and co-founding husband Win Butler are totally in love with Little Haiti, but in all this time, they've never made it to Miami.
All that changed last night when this little band called the Reflektors came through Mekka (of all places), but we all knew who that really was.
We arrived at 8 p.m., which seemed nice and early to us. Doors were just opening and the line to get in to Mekka wound around the building. A little stand was set up for free face painting, but you had to choose one of about five band-approved designs. Apparently, we were all to be a part of some video-filming shenanigans. Excite! We here at Crossfade got the cool, retro-future eye-stripe of badassery.
Over the years, there have been a lot of less than savory things said about Mekka. Still, the venue was kind of perfect. The crowd huddled inside one small room, underneath about ten or so shiny disco balls of varying sizes. Something like 20 guitars lined the side of the stage. Everyone was lookin' fresh in the most creative display of DIY Halloween costumes we'll probably see this season. Arcade Fire fans don't fuck around with their DIY.
By 9:30 p.m., we'd had just enough time to finish two drinks to a soundtrack of eclectic jams (Michael Jackson, Canned Heat, Fela Kuti) before the lights dimmed and the band finally took the stage. The place went wild as Rég bounced out from backstage, followed by the rest of the crew and her husband Win, who took to the mic.
"Buenas noches, sak pase, bonsoir," Win said. "I heard you guys could dance!"
Leading the crowd in a clap session, he, Régine, and the band kicked into their new album's title track "Reflektor." They looked and sounded amazing. With something like ten members on the stage, they had a huge percussion section, complete with steel drums on certain tracks, an elaborate key setup, guitars, drums, bongos, and the kind of dedication to their craft you just don't see too much of anymore.
Régine is amazing. She runs around the stage in a total performance-artist trance, dancing around like a bird or a flower-haired hippie, flitting from instrument to instrument and staging moments of fun absurdity with the crowd.
Win, meanwhile, had on the best coat ever, of course, with lots of colorful stripes and shapes stuck on it. He'd roar into the mic and come out over the crowd to great applause, and no matter how much we sweated, he never did take that coat off.