Like their name suggests, TV on the Radio is an alogical combination of mediums. Remaining outside of categories, genres, and any one-word answer to the question: What do they sound like?, TVOTR reinvents typical music distinctions, popping their bodies amidst rock, pop, soul, techno, and reggae. Grounding their sometimes obscure experimentations with a throbbing sense of compassion, the five-man eclectic offer us narratives and sequences that wail their ways towards climaxes, softening and swelling our hearts. As with most TVOTR shows, concert goers find themselves closing their eyes and toasting their tallboys to strangers, feeling lost and completely found in the solace of raw, animate noise. Historically rocking the houses of intimate Ontario venues like The Phoenix and The Opera House, June 2nd saw these New Yorkers at Toronto’s Sound Academy. Following a touchingly dissonant opening from fellow Brooklyn band Dirty Projectors, TVOTR opened up to a large, and tightly territorial crowd. You could tell it was a Tuesday.
Pulsating with the same energies that can never contain themselves to one pattern, TVOTR urged their audience to join them, in their stories, in the sounds that ached for companionship. Perhaps because it was Tuesday, or perhaps because Sound Academy is still earning a loyalty from legitimate concert goers, TVOTR somewhat struggled to enlist its tentative crowd. At one point, vocalist Tunde Adebimpe asked If they were really in Toronto, indicating that their recent crowd in Winnipeg seemed much more into it. For their genuine fans, this signaled a time for the crowd to uncontrol itself. As Halfway Home marked the first quarter of their set list, a small, loyal fangroup disturbed a way towards the back of the Academy, becoming almost a satellite to their heroes on stage. Perhaps sensing the support, TVOTR played on into Wolf Life Me, Crying, and DLZ. Legitimate artists they are, they didn’t seem to mind if some of Tuesday wouldn’t join them. Instead, they filled the room with hits from their new album Dear Science, interluding with earlier successes like Staring at the Sun and Dreams.
As the Academy show affirms, we’ll never be exactly sure of what TVOTR confuses and clarifies for us. But as these artists bleed styles and narratives together – urging us towards sounds that make us move, shout out, and sway – why would we ever want to fully understand something so likeably otherwise?
4.5 sweaty, shooting-stars for our boys.
Audience, no soup for you.