Get your fake British accents ready, ladies and gentlemen, because I am about to tell you about the amazingness that is Prozzak. It was a warm March evening as hundreds of 90s pop fans swarmed into the Danforth Music Hall for what was to be an amazing night. The glow sticks were out, the lights dimmed, and it began.
Unfortunately, I was unable to make it in time for the first opening act, who got added to the bill pretty last minute. According to those in attendance, he was a pretty wicked rapper who didn’t know who Prozzak was until that evening. His sound was apparently reminiscent of Sean Paul, and he and his DJ managed to get the crowd amped up. I would love to give you some more information about him, including his name, but I couldn’t find anything about him online from the event.
K.I.D were the next opener, and continued the show with a performance that was lackluster. The members themselves seemed a little disconnected, even as they stepped out onto the stage. The drummer and guitarist were just out of the picture, completely on point and solid in their performances, but just props for front woman, Kara Lane, whose performance was a little boring. Her PJs and slippers worked as an interesting costume, but the between-song banter and lyrical content of the songs were best described as a watered-down version of the film Party Monster. Lane’s higher register, however, was great, and there were moments in her singing that I enjoyed, especially in the songs “Taker” and “I Cannot Sleep At Night.” Both had great elements, catchy lyrics, and a good beat. Keyboardist Bobby Lo just looked bored. With his arms at his side, his lack of movement, and his emotionless facial expression, Lo looked robotic, contrasting Lane’s No Doubt-era Gwen Stefani movements. It wasn’t until he actually spoke and introduced a song that his personality finally shined through.
Unfortunately, throughout their set my attention was completely drawn to the Windows Moviemaker-style visuals, and not in a good way. First of all, do not EVER use the font Comic Sans; it is the worst font. Ever. Second, the hard cuts, poorly done 3D animation, home movie with no point clips, and random coloured square with Comic-fucking-Sans were combined in a mess of video. The visuals did little to compliment the music, and actually did the opposite. Instead of lifting the music up to another level, I was hardly able to focus on it, which is a shame because the tracks were not bad. Listening to the songs now, I wish the visuals were removed from their set entirely.
After a short change over, Prozzak took the stage with a classic animated introduction. To say they were awesome would be an understatement. It was everything I expected and more. The music videos for popular songs “Tsunami” and “Omobolasire” played on screen while lasers poured down in wicked patterns over the crowd. I am pretty sure everyone was singing and dancing along to the music, reliving their childhood dream of seeing Simon and Milo on stage.
Milo played through beautiful guitar solos on “Europa” and their encore “Sucks To Be You.” His vocals got a chance to shine with a mashup of the songs “I Like To Watch (Milo’s Night Out)” and the track “Feed The Night,” which is off their second album, Saturday People. Simon was just as solid. Although his vocals had a little too much treble at times, as the front man looking for love his voice and bass work were perfect. Their DJ provided all the female vocal lines, and she did a great job at getting the crowd moving.
Though they mostly played through their first album, Hot Show, Prozzak pulled a few tracks off their upcoming album, Forever 1999, which was released that evening. “Love Me Tinder,” “Pussy Cat Pussy Cat,” and “If We Were In The Jungle” were played along with favourites “Never Get Over You,” “Pretty Girls,” and “Be As” off of Saturday People. It was a solid setlist, despite neglecting their third album Cruel Cruel World, and I was a little upset by that decision. While not as successful as a release, it showed growth in their musical style, and I would have liked to hear a little more diversity in their sound that evening to show a fuller range of the band, the wonder, that is Prozzak. That is my only criticism from the evening, well, expect for that bastard with a laser pointer. Seriously, dude? You are going to shine it at the stage all night long?
So, should you get your butt to the next Prozzak show? Yes. Yes, you should. You will dance, even if you don’t like dancing. You will sing, even if you can’t. And you will have a kick ass time.
Written by Danielle Kenedy
Photography by Gabby Rivera
*edited by Kate Erickson