MUSIC: The Yeah Yeah Yeahs bring sex and sweat to The Pearl

  I stopped counting at 1,736.
   That was the approximate number of circles that the Yeah Yeah Yeahs’ fireball-of-a-frontwoman, Karen O., spun herself into at The Pearl at the Palms on Saturday night.
   And that was but midway through the band’s punchy performance, which flew by in a fit of hormones and adrenaline.
   Playing in front of a giant inflatable eyeball smack dab in the middle of a glittery blue bull’s-eye that served as their backdrop, the band rocketed through 16 songs in around 75 minutes during a cardiovascular routine in the guise of a rock concert. 
   “This is a party town, this is a party song,” O. said by way of introducing a jubilant “Zero,” which had fans at the foot of the stage bouncing up and down as if the floor was a trampoline.
   The crowd was continually goaded on by the band’s manic singer, a blur of color in tiger-print leggings and a brightly-hued poncho, who undulated about the stage, primping and posing, huffing and puffing, blowing the whole house down.
   At The Pearl, the Yeahs Yeah Yeahs alternated dance floor heart attacks (“Heads Will Roll,” “Honeybear”) with tender, emotionally bruised ballads (“Soft Shock,” “Hysteric”) and a taste of punky art funk (“Black Tongue”).
   Along the way, they added still more libidinal heat to The Cramps’ already oversexed “Human Fly” and rendered their own “Shame and Fortune” a frothing guitar freak-out with six-stringer Nick Zinner wielding his instrument like a light saber.
   It was all a gaudy, glorious spectacle.
   In a town posited on over-stimulation, this bunch seemed like true natives.