Panic! At The Disco - Too Weird To Live, Too Rare To Die! Tour
Panic! At The Disco lyrics aren’t meant to be sung so much as screamed. Breakups, makeups, beginnings, ends, feeling lost, feeling alive - Too Weird To Live, Too Rare To Die! covers it all with enough pop synths and hip hop beats to dance away your demons.
Watching their sold-out show at Sound Academy in Toronto was literally a blast. Not even the 5-4-3-2-1 countdown before the opener “Vegas Lights” could prepare me for the power surge I got from its slot machine-inspired synth hook. Non-stop jumping? Awesome.
As big as their new dance sound is, Panic!’s stage presence is even bigger. During the driving guitars of “Nicotine,” Brendon Urie sang his way past exploding columns of smoke as Dallon Weekes leapt on and off platforms without missing a bass note. By the end of the night, Brendon did back flips, stripped, beat-boxed, played piano beautifully, and sang higher than an opera star. It’s like scientists genetically engineered a fabulous one-man circus.
The carnival image might be a throwback to “I Write Sins Not Tragedies’” breakout video, and of course we got to scream it for the encore, but this isn’t the Panic! of 2005 at all. That’s what I love the most about seeing Panic! today: they’re proof that dancing is the best cure for sweating off the past. Letting go has never been more fun.
Don’t miss Panic! At The Disco on tour!