Review: Panic! at the Disco at the Fillmore

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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
While having to hold my ears to avoid losing hearing from the noise decibel, I turned to a friend and said, “Are we at a One Direction show?!”

Why no. This week, Panic! At The Disco brought their Too Weird To Live, Too Rare To Die! Tour (along with X Ambassadors and The Colourist) to a sold out crowd at the Fillmore in Silver Spring on Jan 28.

The first band to hit the stage not long after the doors opened was X Ambassadors, a Brooklyn 4 piece discovered by Dan Reynolds of Imagine Dragons (if not discovered by, he at least brought them to the attention of Alex da Kid who signed them to Interscope). Judging by what I heard, I would definitely recommend picking up their new EP, The Reason. Unfortunately I don’t have any pictures to share because my vertically challenged self hadn’t found a good vantage point to see from yet. But the crowd seemed to like what they heard and you can check them out for yourself at Firefly Music Festival this summer!

Up next was The Colourist, a band you may remember from our HFSmas Nutcracker Night 1. It’s no secret that I love this band and their set did not disappoint. They loved being in DC and were happy to share that they will be back with a headlining show at U Street Music Hall on March 21st.

But the night belonged to Panic! At The Disco. Taking their first album A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out a bit too literally, singer Brendan Urie apologized to the crowd for having “the plague” but offered to write doctor’s notes for everyone so we could all get well together – bringing another round of AHHHH’s from the female dominant crowd.

However, if he hadn’t said anything, the only way you would have known that Urie was under the weather was when he tried to speak. His singing was spot on and from the opening notes of Vegas Lights to the closing beats of I Write Sins Not Tragedies, he had the crowd in the palm of his hand.

I’ll leave it to the pictures to give you an idea of what went on but let’s just say Urie ended the night with less clothing than he started out with (and a special thank you to those leather pants *sigh*).

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