TVD Live: French Horn Rebellion and Yelle at 9:30 Club, 4/27

Wednesday Night was a busy night for 9:30 Club–they managed to put on two distinctly separate shows and switched out the entire crowd in between. This put French Horn Rebellion at an advertised time of 10:30, which unfortunately was not adhered to, leaving many hipsters stranded in line, checking each others’ threads out and shuffling their feet. I don’t know who the first set was, but I overheard an exiting patron mention something about them being at “Buzz Fest,” so I immediately knew I didn’t care to know.

FHR actually did start a little after 10:45 and performed what seemed like a truncated set with minimal trimmings. French Horn Rebellion consists of brothers Robert and David Perlick-Molinari, which was immediately obvious based upon the on-stage energy and antics between the performers. They both stood behind decks of keyboards, mixers, and laptops, and also played, you guessed it, a french horn.

Their set, despite the on-stage antics and high energy sound of their music, seemed subdued. Perhaps it was due to the late start, or the absence of front stage lighting which obscured their faces and actions. By the time everyone was well-settled in and ready for music, their set was over, and it was time for Yelle. It was one of the only times the crowd actually grew more dense between sets instead of the usual elbow-rooming bar rush.

They give bright, highly infectious dance beats as their sound and a cheerful, silly demeanor (and epic hair) to their style. It’s unfortunate that elements outside their control seemed to temper their ambitions for a really knockout show. All in all though, they were a good lead-in for Yelle, who went on at the unusually-late-for-a-weeknight time of 11:30.

French Eurolectropop queen Yelle was the headliner that night, and put on a very endearing show. She started the night in her woolly costume and quickly disrobed into a skin-tight leopard print dress with black tights. Not long into the set came the second wardrobe change into a deep-V cut hooded body suit, again leopard print. The sound was definitely European electro with French lyrics that I could not understand but did not need to, with the ear candy and eye candy laid out.

Yelle’s electric personality, along with the electric lights and electric sound, produced a sensation throughout the crowd who, as compared to most dancing in DC, shook their asses right off. I plan to get acquainted with some recorded Yelle music and showcase it during my weekly aerobics power spin gymnastics class.

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