The Seattle Post Intelligencer has a review, click here for the whole thing.
As much fun as it was to listen to the band put on a solid set on the first night of its tour, it was almost as fun to watch the women of Sleater-Kinney perform. Weiss’ shoulder length, jet-black hair swished through the air as she held down each song with equal parts precision and abandon. Brownstein hopped up and down and robotically contorted her body during her reverb-filled solo on “What’s Mine Is Yours.” And Tucker’s passionate screams soared through the venue, as the band played nearly every track from “The Woods.”
The last song before the encore was almost Zeppelin-esque in its grandeur. The longer the song got, the better it became, which made for a dazzling 17-minute set-closer filled with jangled guitar parts, disjointed solos and ferocious drumming even the most jaded critic would have to respect and appreciate.
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