Avicii’s show is a kind of interactive performance art, conducted by a post-modern star of the new age: there are references to The Who’s “Baba O’Riley,” vintage Miami bass, and early soul hits, along with hair-metal riffs and nods to Daft Punk. Throughout, Avicii manipulates songs like “The Tracks of My Tears” by Smokey Robinson and the Miracles, producing a cross between middle-period Peter Frampton and Alvin and the Chipmunks. Bottles of champagne arrive in the VIP room in gold cages accented with sparklers, served by waitresses in Fifth Element-style costumes. Above the dance floor, nearly-naked go-go dancers cavort like trapeze artists.

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