Review: Katy Perry at 1STBANK Center, 7/26/11

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Katy Perry last night at 1STBANK Center with Skeet Skeet and Robyn
KATY PERRY at 1STBANK CENTER | 07/26/11
The crowd at Katy Perry last night was exactly as expected. Armies of sprayed and glittered bodies evoked every variation of Perry's persona over the last half-decade: girls from preschool to high school, donning blue Bettie Page cut wigs, candied and bejeweled corsets and homemade T-shirts with Perry-inspired sayings, darted around the 1STBANK Center, shrieking and waiting to see the princess in person.

Photos: Katy Perry last night at the 1STBANK Center

DJ Skeet Skeet was the first opener, nothing more than merely a time-slot filler who unimpressively offered up a tiny set for the anxious and Perry-obsessed. He mostly shared remixes of currently popular tracks, like his syrupy take on Adele's "Rolling in the Deep," pushing "play" and walking away to wave his hands in the air and talk about his Facebook page on,stage. Frankly, Skeet Skeet was the last thing the Perry minions wanted to see, but he kept it short and light, with minimal reaction.

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Skeet Skeet. See more photos from the Katy Perry show last night.

Next was Swedish diva Robyn, a truly incredible performer in her own right. On this tour, Robyn just seemed to be too much for the Perry crowd. Not carrying the visually sugary sweetness of Katy, but not quite as off the wall as someone like Gaga, Robyn existed in a (sometimes) uncomfortable middle ground. The crowd stood and stared as Robyn kicked and gyrated from the tippytoes of her Spice Girl Timberlands, pushing with a cardiovascular force through songs like "Fembot" and "Cobrastyle" as little eyes stared in silence. Kicking her legs and making sexual gestures with her hands, Robyn's tiny figure almost disappeared as aqua-colored lights bounced off the virginal pink floor-to-ceiling curtain barely concealing Perry's awaiting fantasy world.

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Robyn. See more photos from the Katy Perry show last night.

She channeled Cyndi Lauper with a cooling version of "Dancing on my Own," working as hard as she could to grab just a little of the venue's attention. In another twist of oddness, Robyn consumed a banana on stage and threw the peel at the audience, inducing further unflinching stares. On "Never Be Mine," Robyn brought Baltimore club kid Rye Rye to the stage to duet with her, before she sewed up the end of a short set. Robyn's beautiful voice was all but lost in the cavernous space, and her "I don't give a fuck" performance was completely missed by onlookers.

Less then five minutes after Robyn left the stage, the audience was already shouting Perry's name, anxiously sitting through Katy commercials for Katy products on the big screens. It wasn't long before those big screens were flooded with visions of Perry's fluttering and giant eyes, a bizarre fairytale beginning to unfold with every second involving poor little Katy working in a scary butcher shop under the tyranny of a toothy and sweaty meat cutter, in search of her real-life cat companion, Kitty Purry.

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The screaming reached a fever pitch just as Katy appeared atop a cupcake mountain in a peppermint A-line dress, her pale legs glistening with rhinestones, while giant pieces of fake candy spun in circles on her frame. This would be the first in what seemed like dozens of welcomed costume changes throughout the two-hour event, which felt like a never-ending ride through the glossy mental compartments of Perry's own fantasy world.

Drenched in pastels, Perry's dance troupe orbited the woman as she pushed through "Hummingbird Heartbeat," "Waking Up in Vegas" and, after another costume change, "Ur So Gay." "Peacock" saw the world's luckiest seventeen-year-old boy named Oliver be cherry-picked from the audience and brought on stage to canoodle with Perry, now dressed in full bird-like regalia. After she cast him back out into the sea of pale hands, Katy and crew finished with hand-to-mouth gestures that matched the song's dirty theme.

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Anytime Perry spoke to her audience directly, she seemed to perfectly channel Gwen Stefani's girly greatness, and there was a lot of this action through the course of the evening -- like right before her lounge-ish version of "I Kissed a Girl." Miss Katy took great care in cooing at her fervent audience, telling them stories and giggling along. Another cartoonish facet of Perry's genius is her ability to be the living doll her littlest fans want her to be, all while telling dirty jokes only adults would understand.

Photos: Katy Perry last night at the 1STBANK Center

The mean butcher once again appeared on the screens above, and novelty-sized steaks and sausages dropped from the ceiling on cables, turning the stage into a deviant meat locker. "Circle the Drain" now saw Perry in a black cat suit, before a green sky of lasers moved her into "Alien." For "Pearl," the pop star was then draped in a sparkling and saintly silver-and-white caftan as a swing made out of two dancers' bodies lowered from the ceiling for her to sit on. She was then strapped into a platform that raised her high above the crowd, taking her presence to a Virgin Mary level.

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Aaron Thackeray

Disappearing backstage momentarily, Perry soon returned, this time in pink and on a non-human swing for "Not Like The Movies," as the venue was filled with bubbles. Her live band now took on acoustic instruments and moved to candy cane stools at the front of the stage for what the performer called "Katy's Karaoke." Between cutesy jokes, she sang silly half-versions of Rihanna's "Only Girl (in the World)," Rebecca Black's "Friday," "Willow Smith's "I Whip My Hair Back and Forth" and the Jay-Z, Pimp C and Bun B classic, "Big Pimpin'," complete with (what looked like) a pre-taped recorder solo on the rhinestone-covered instrument.

Review continues on next page. Set List on next page...

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1STBANK Center

11450 Broomfield Lane, Broomfield, CO

Category: Music

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Al
Al

The song is called E.T. not Alien. Get your facts straight.

Sam
Sam

Who cares? It's music for 12 yr olds.

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