What was not of note at the MGMT show was the band itself. These middle-of-the-road 'indie' rockers have arguably three good songs while the rest of their tunes are tired and boring rehashes of 70s rock. MGMT brings nothing new and certainly nothing inspiring to the rock genre. Their good songs are by far the electro-dance numbers and those are few and far between. I can imagine the band knows of their failings, as they capped the night with Kids, leaving a sweet taste in the mouth instead of a boring and hackneyed one. Maybe if the band keeps at this rate they'll have a good 'best of' in close to ten years, kinda like ABBA and ABBA Gold. Until then, they will be nothing but run-of-the-mill with a few gold strike dance tracks.

The experience at the Paradise was marginally more interesting than the band. Last night was the first time I have ever seen real ticket scalpers at the Dise. (I didn't make it to the Justice show.) I asked a Red Sox-attired scalper how he could justify selling a 70 dollar ticket for such a mediocre band and he told me that they came all the way from England. I told him they're from fucking Connecticut and he said 'Oh.'

The venue itself is almost as ridiculous as the scalper. The poor spatial arrangement of the Paradise that stifles intimacy with a stage too high and that feng shui murdering pillar was further degraded by the barrier fence in front of the stage. C'mon, who were we seeing? Limp Bizkit? Were 18-year old girls with thick and orange tans going to rush the platform and rip off their v-necks?

I'm certainly not all gloom in doom. The crowd, though mixed, got down and danced, though not hard enough, for their three good songs, providing a decent enough time. It's nice to see kids in Boston dancing.MGMTMGMT at the Paradise