Ghosts in the afternoon, and nobody said boo
music is sweet, then paranoid, then nervous, then chaotic. But there's something
that holds it together, as the young quartet showed on the South stage. Overcoming a few
first-festival hiccups, the Syndrome fared pretty well -- much better than the
cardboard-cutout ghosts that the band stations onstage during their performances. Most
of the ghosts succumbed to the breeze and blew over. The convulsive pop, with its
tinkling keyboards and explosive guitars, held up.
Only when guitarist Will Etling tried to join the set-ending drum circle (the quartet
huddles around Jesse Hoy's kit in kind of a percussive exclamation point on the song
"Eucalyptus") did the Deadly Syndrome run into trouble. Etling unplugged
himself -- his guitar cord was too short to reach over to the drum kit. They simply
weren't used to playing on stages this big. Get used to it, guys.
Photo: Chris Richard of the Deadly Syndrome (by Kevin Bronson / LAT)
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