But such was the magic of this night that during the song's first verse, the puppeteers crept to the edge of the dance floor, and when the chorus hit — "Let the bodies hit the floor!
Every time the chorus hit, without fail, my boyfriend bent down to kiss me, as if to say thank you for letting me fuck you while Bryan Adams plays in the background.
By the show's final encore, the minor-key banger "Everything Counts," I often feel like joining the group's lead singer, Dave Gahan, who, when the chorus hits, urges the crowd to sing it with him, riding the well-justified ego trip of a triumphant band meeting its enormous, adoring audience one final time.
It holds up a long time before that chorus hits.
When the chorus hits the crowd and band alike go airborne, pumping their fists and singing along: "Hey Baby!
By the time the chorus hits, the 100-person crowd has erupted into a sing-a-long.
Key moment: The way the music completely drops out before the last chorus hits is a great moment of reflection and suspense.
By the time the chorus hits, it's a full on house anthem, which kind of fits perfectly with Florence's wicked wail.
The verses feel underwritten, sadly leaving the game Kekaula to run through filler lines until the chorus hits, but that chorus (and its many embellishments) makes for sassy fun.
The intensity of the song subsides as Jared Leto's voice enters sings the verse and once the chorus hits, the entire band explodes into a beautiful assortment of instrumentation, choric background vocals, and Leto's soaring voice.
Jonathan Keefe of Slant magazine wrote: "'Talk' is given one of the album's most memorable melodies, but its impact is reduced by the song's structure, in which the lead guitar echoes Martin's vocal melody after every line, so that melody becomes tiresome well before the first chorus hits".
