The Australian synth-pop group’s show on Saturday night was sold out, and that’s not a particularly easy feat at a venue that holds 3,000 people. The band created a fun vibe and got three whole floors of people to dance to its beat (also not an easy thing to do). Cut Copy’s members are all quite capable on their instruments, and Dan Whitford is a likable, energetic frontman, though he does have a strange penchant for repeating the same arm motions ad nauseam. But despite this, I walked away from the concert feeling underwhelmed.
From the very first moment of the set, when Cut Copy walked onto the stage through a comically large fake door, a theatrical motion that felt unnecessary and cheesy, something was missing. Despite its admirable ability to stir up a crowd and to play some solid dance-pop, Cut Copy wasn’t particularly inventive or memorable. The highs weren’t high enough, the lows weren’t that low, and all of the band’s songs eventually melted together in a wave of jangly guitar riffs and synth beats. This doesn’t have to be a bad thing, particularly if you’re drunk and just looking to have a good time. But anyone who’s completely over the ’80s and looking for something new didn’t find it in Cut Copy that night.