Sisters Show Off At The O2
New York glam meets London's most overrated and over expensive venue for a spectacular night of fun and frivolity where anyone who can resist dancing should have their pulse checked immediately. For some it's a spiritual experience - as Ana-Matronic herself admits to having convened with Jesus at the Vatican and learnt that he "can't get enough" of homosexuals, for others it's a family fun night out, but for most this Scissor Sisters concert is the start of a great night on the tiles and it's p-a-r-t-y central.
The band appear onstage with the crowd already revved up from a projection imploring us to chant their name, they launch into a full-on version of 'She's My Man' with Jake Shears doing press ups and flying around the stage like there's no tomorrow, the worrying thing is that he manages to keep up this pace throughout. Jaunty tune, 'I Can't Decide' goes down well, especially considering that if featured on the Doctor Who season finale, something that we must assume the band were unaware of, although they do declare London to be their second home.
Foxy and perfectly preened as ever, Ana-matronic announces that you can't have a party without tits as the band career into 'Tits On The Radio' and the hit single, 'Laura', which is greeted with enthusiastic cheers as Ana and Jake spar vocally on stage. Apparently Ana learnt that Jesus favourite song is, 'Music Is The Victim', which conveniently comes up next and is as rapturously successful as its holy blessing would suggest. The great thing about Scissor Sisters is that their show is so vibrant and packed with excitement that even if you don't know anymore than the standard hits, you could have a ball, although they do treat fans to most of their big tunes, 'Comfortably Numb' being a special moment as lasers rove across the crowd for a techno fest. Tunes from the band's new album, 'Ta-Dah' have equal position to those from their breakthrough self-titled affair, with 'Kiss You Off' from the recent release really showing their metal with its raunchy chorus.
The O2 may have plenty of faults, but Scissor Sisters really blow the roof off, even upstaging the previous night's performer, Barbara Streisand if Jake's tales of a 10 minute set followed by a handover to "the San Francisco Gay Men's Choir" are to be believed! Yes their funky pop might be an extremely guilty pleasure, but it's fun to be naughty and the Scissor Sisters are wicked all the way through with an awesome sense of humour and flamboyant show.