The Killers review – anthemic XL rock goes from epic to even more epic
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Co-Op Live, Manchester With lasers, ticker tape cannons and jaw-dropping lighting, the Las Vegas stars are astonishingly – and unrelentingly – maximalistWhen the Killers headlined the NME indie rock tour in 2005, singer Brandon Flowers’ shocking pink jacket gave an early hint of the Las Vegas ensemble’s showbiz leanings. Nineteen years of massive success later, there are lasers, ticker tape cannons, jaw-dropping lighting and graphics, and the band perform on a diamond-shaped stage in front of huge films of the American desert and constellations. The singer’s latest suit – glittery black, shimmering like the sky at night – is restrained by comparison.With guitarist Dave Keuning and bassist Mark Stoermer fully ensconced again after their respective hiatuses, the band “from fabulous Las Vegas, Nevada” set the pace with a series of big hitters. Somebody Told Me and Smile Like You Mean It are met with seas of swaying arms and audience-assisted “whoah whoah”s, while Flowers quips that 2008’s laser-boosted Spaceman was written “before it was acceptable to believe in aliens”. Still only 42, with his herculean bellow and array of natty stage moves, the fresh-faced frontman comes over like a cross between a young Elvis Presley and a fairground compere. “We didn’t come here to pacify. We came here to electrify!” he yells before a relatively stripped down The Man, which brings a classy touch of Roxy Music to their anthemic XL rock. Continue reading...