That was clear enough as a glitter-bedecked Barnes took the stage in a wedding dress and a veil asking, ''Will you marry us?" In a way, it was as though a gauntlet had been thrown: at that point, you were either with him or in for a long night.
The singer wasn't entirely kidding around, though. Once he stripped down onstage to jeans and an open shirt (itself later jettisoned), he had the casual swagger and joyful demeanor of an unselfconscious love god.
Barnes's tremulous tenor shout and pseudo-Brit accent when singing bore strong similarities to Pulp's Jarvis Cocker and London Suede's Brett Anderson, while the music most often resembled a supercharged version of the early Magnetic Fields. The resulting noise made New Wave club anthems out of ''Rapture Rapes the Muses," ''The Party's Crashing Us" and the ''Funkytown"-like disco of ''Wraith Pinned to the Mist and Other Games," while ''Oslo in the Summertime" was driven by a drum machine and deep bass, with the other instruments simply adding filigree.
Songs like those had no problem accomplishing the task, notoriously difficult in Boston, of making the audience dance.
Of Montreal's eclecticism sent the band in other directions as well, from the impressively thundering ''The Final Countdown" intro of ''Requiem for O.M.M.2" to a noisy and indulgent percussion/keyboard jam to ''The Repudiated Immortals." The show ended with several audience members making heart shapes above their heads with their hands, and by then Of Montreal had earned the gesture.
Openers the M's played a generous if repetitive 45-minute set of Sloan-style power rock.