I had no idea what we were in for on Monday night when Miranda and I (and friends) went to see Odesza. I just had never listened to them before. All I knew was one of the dude’s name is BeachesBeaches and I think that’s funny.
I had heard the opening band, Sylvan Esso, before. They have some Milwaukee roots, my old stomping grounds. In fact they were formed at the bar down from my house I was a regular at for a while.
Sanborn was living in Milwaukee, a college dropout at a crossroads after a local band he was in, Decibully, disbanded. He moved in 2012 to Durham, N.C., but his heart in many ways is still in Milwaukee. It was at the Cactus Club where Sylvan Esso was born, after a meeting with singer-songwriter Amelia Meath, who now fronts Sylvan Esso, changed their lives.
Sylvan Esso was awesome, but like so many opening bands, the dials felt turned down to a 7, and then everything is turned back up to 11 for the headliner. Odesza just tore down the house. Incredible show. I don’t even know how to describe it other than being electronically rooted, but incorporating a ton of live musicianship from live horns, live singers, and a jaw-dropping drum line.
The show was just a massive party. It would have been impossible not to dance your ass off. I kinda get why they have somewhat of a tour following. I would have gone back a second night for sure! I even felt great in the morning.
Once my Apple Watch buzzed me to offer to track the exercise I was clearly doing. Then again to warn me that the decibel levels was too high. lolz.
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