The Louis XIV show Tuesday night was full of great musicians all with different sounds. The opening acts had a large focus on jamming with one another throughout their performances and less of an emphasis on vocals.

The moment Louis XIV hit the stage, I was glued to the way the band members were dressed and their mannerisms on stage. My first impression of the group when they walked out on the Club Congress stage was their black, tight pants and little legs. After those few seconds of zoning out on them, I found myself intrigued by the rest of their attire. Their outfits reminded me of my perception of how old-fashioned presidents would dress. One member even had a top hat and a dark full beard like Abe Lincoln. I guess you could say they were intriguing.

Lead singer and guitarist Jason Hill would break away every once and awhile to take a swig from what looked like a bottle of merlot, which he managed to finish on his own about halfway into the performance. Bassist James Armbrust nursed his Budweiser between songs and the other members sipped on water. Besides the drummer Mark Maigaard, who wore sneakers, the rest of the members wore black leather boots with a thick low heel. It was impressive how they all had a specific cohesive look. Whether they meant to or not, it definitely worked.

Having only heard one song by the band, “”Finding Out True Love is Blind,”” I went blindly into the venue with only their bios as a preconceived notion of what they were all about. Their sound is definitely unique, which was an obvious trait even compared to all their opening acts, Holiday and the Adventure Pop Collective and Debunes.

The highlight of the performance was when Jason Hill left his guitar and went over to the piano to play “”Air Traffic Control,”” a song off of the band’s recent album, Slick Dogs and Ponies. It really showed how versatile the group was to those who had never seen them perform before. The crowd, though smaller than most concerts I am used to, was relatively tame in a pleasant way, swaying half-drunkenly and mouthing the words to each song.

The vocals were another element that was very different. Brian Karscig, sporting a top hat, had a really interesting voice that was slightly enticing but in a weird way. It’s as if I wanted to hear it but I didn’t, but then again, I did. All of the members had this understated sexiness about them that made you feel uncomfortable, but in a good way that made you not want to look away. The double entendres of their lyrics drew me in, which was really well suited to the style of vocals.

My only complaint was the lack of an encore. Yes, it’s predictable; yes, it’s been done before. Why does that matter? I would have loved to see the guys come back out and play an acoustic bit.