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Pitchfork Music Festival: Dismemberment Plan, Twin Shadow

I’m not sure I’ve ever seen Travis Morrison this giddy.

Always a self-satisfied performer — and a wicked-nerdy dancer — Morrison’s shows at the helm of the still-reunited Dismemberment Plan are never stiff, but Saturday he seemed exceptionally loose and free-spirited. We last saw D-Plan in February at the Metro; the band ceased activity in 2003 but reunited late last year to tour in support of a classy vinyl reissue of their 1999 masterpiece “Emergency & I.” The tour finished, this was the only remaining show on the band’s books. It’s last? Again?

Maybe that’s why Morrison was riding high even as he squinted into the late-day sun. The band certainly sounded crisp — throughout this tour they’ve been sharper than ever, with bassist Eric Axelson and drummer Joe Easley strutting as one of rock’s sharpest rhythm sections — and dished out more wordy, jerky faves, still heavy on the “Emergency & I” tracks. In the outdoor summer heat, they hilariously started into their most anthemic song, “The Ice of Boston,” a tale of cold New Year’s Eve loneliness that in concert traditionally finds Morrison inviting fans to join him on stage during the song. “No, you can’t come up on stage,” Morrison said Saturday, noting the impossibility of crowd access to the festival stage, “and, frankly, I’m relieved. I don’t need the microphone in the teeth, as usual.”

After a troubled and delayed sound check — a frequent occurrence all day today on the Blue Stage — Twin Shadow finally got under way, playing its lush, moody 1980s-inspired pop.

George Lewis Jr., the Domincan-born, Florida-raised, motorcycle-loving enigma leading this group, is a born crooner and plays guitar as if he learned it directly from Hall & Oates records. The ’80s shtick laid on pretty heavily, though, and sometimes — unlike the records — leaned more toward hotel-lounge Spandau Ballet than anything justifying the band’s acclaim thus far. Lewis announced that the band’s fifth song, the title track to the new album, “Forget,” would be their last, so perhaps the sound check delay robbed them of the momentum of a full set.

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