There are very few live performances that live up to their hype. Weeks before the King Khan show took place there were already whispers that it would sell out. The day of the show there were even rumors that the show would sell out before doors even opened. The general feeling seemed to be that everyone who knew anything about music would be attending King Khan. There are even fewer performers whose live show is more akin to a religious experience than anything else. King Khan didn't only sell out the Urban Lounge, he also managed to surpass the hype that had been building and whipped the crowd into a frenzied dance party that felt like we'd all been possessed by Khan himself. If you didn't make it to this show, you fucked up.
By the time Khan and his band of hooligans busted on stage it's safe to say that the majority of the crowd was fairly intoxicated and ready to party. Khan's modestly dressed cheerleader/go-go dancer took no time getting the massive crowd riled up. I don't know what it is, but I've always had a special place in my heart for bands that incorporate a go-go dancer into their live set. Khan's feather-headdress and sequin-covered shirt were also indications that I was in for some over-the-top fun. By the time Khan was only two or three songs deep the crowd was already going crazy. The crowd's energy and fervor for all things Khan only increased as his set progressed. By the end of the night when Khan emerged wearing only his underwear and a cape, the crowd seemed as if they were possessed. Everyone was moving, sweating and dancing together. The energetic swell intensified the closer you got to the stage, but rolled backwards throughout the venue.
This is one of the best shows that I've seen roll through SLC in a while. I can't imagine how many people left the show as King Khan converts that night.