The Knife’s sold-out show at Chicago’s Aragon Ballroom seemed more like a modern dance performance than a rock show. There was something both tribal and spiritual about it: The stage was full of performers in brightly-hued outfits, moving in time with the music, some of them playing instruments that looked like they’d been salvaged from some crashed U.F.O. The experience was mesmerizing and transportive.
The band didn’t interrupt the music much during their 90-plus-minute set, though frontwoman Karin Dreijer Andersson did take the time to read a friend’s poem about wanting a body made of every color, with no plastic: “I want a body that, no matter how dead it seems, always wakes up clawing,” she proclaimed. The band’s emphasis on self-expression, visual art and, of course, music, left a profound impression.