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Melody’s Echo Chamber Prove to Be Well Worth the Wait at Music Hall

August 26th, 2015

Melody’s Echo Chamber – Music Hall of Williamsburg – August 25, 2015

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It seems to be a pattern: Musicians from abroad get booked for U.S. show, get caught in bureaucratic visa tangle, postpone show, everyone’s bummed out until the band finally makes it and, almost inevitably, puts on a show that was well worth the wait. That was certainly the path taken by Frenchwoman Melody Prochet and her band, Melody’s Echo Chamber, who played Music Hall of Williamsburg last night following a three-month delay—and made the most of their second American performance. After a well-received psychedelic warm-up set from Quilt, Prochet and Co. took the stage to hollers of “I love you!” from those in the amped-up audience eagerly awaiting the gig since May.

The set opened with “I Follow You,” off her 2012 self-titled debut, Prochet turning the room into her echo chamber, breathy vocals melting the lyrics into a single hum before she relented and the rest of the band unleashed a quick spurt of psych rock as she danced. The set list was more or less comprised of tracks from the Kevin Parker–produced album, and live, the music felt, unsurprisingly, like a love child of Tame Impala and Air: part mind- bending hallucinogen, part synth-kissed dance party. The band featured two guitarists-keyboardists with drums and bass providing rhythms both groovy and rocking. While the band would rock out, Prochet danced hypnotically, her arms undulating with the beat.

The second half of the show was packed with multiple highlights: multitiered soundscapes, cosmic-ray guitar zaps and bouncing bass riffs. “Quand Vas Tu Rentrer?” was a supergroove with spiral-funk drumbeats and Prochet’s voice reverberating off the venue’s walls. Introducing “Crystallized,” she told the audience, “I hope you dance,” which wasn’t a problem as the band opened into an ecstatic, extended two-guitar jam that rode on a vulcanized bassline. The encore featured a slinky cover and one last jam that was a bangled mix of Jefferson Airplane and Beatles rhythms, the band wailing away while Prochet danced offstage to cheers from the audience as the music continued to churn the last notes of a show worth the wait. —A. Stein | @Neddyo