Panic at the Disco began life with an exclamation point after the first word of their name and having to credit Fall Out Boy Pete Wentz for "discovering" them — two strikes that made me want to loathe the Las Vegas quartet's 2005 debut, A Fever You Can't Sweat Out upon arrival. But then I heard the album — a refreshing smashup of pop-punk, cabaret and electronica — and had to tip my hat. PATD's new disc, Pretty.Odd, released last month, adds sumptuous Beatles psychedelia to the mix, as evidenced by the disc's Strawberry Lane-strolling first single, "Nine in the Afternoon," which makes me dig the band even more. Lastly, credit Ruth Eckerd Hall, which typically only places rock veterans and oldies acts in its acoustically superior setting, for bringing to town a band whose members' median age is barely 21.
Honda Civic Tour: Panic at the Disco w/Motion City Soundtrack/The Hush Sound/Phantom Planet, 7 p.m. Tues., April 22, Ruth Eckerd Hall, Clearwater, $35.
