Neon colors, LED light accessories, giant dancing robots, sing-a-longs, and crowd-surfing second line parades are some of the things you can expect at a Rubblebucket show. You can expect your face to start hurting from smiling so much, but to not care because you’re at a super fun party where you could get blasted in
Since the first time I caught jangly surf-rock band Fort Lean live, about two years ago when I didn’t know anything about them up to now, they’ve really started to emerge as one of those aspiring bands in Brooklyn. Not only have they been more talked about, musically they’ve begun carving a more meaningful niche
Thursday night was a trip of the musically-induced variety, when The Fresh & Onlys and Quilt played Music Hall of Williamsburg. The Fresh & Onlys are one of those bands where it’s easy not to realize exactly how good they are until experienced live. With introspective lyrics set to heavily hazy psych pop jams, they
Timothy John Masters, Evan Michael Harfield, G Alan Busch Jr., and Ryan Pedron have all been making music for years, just not together. After moving from Gainesville, Florida to Brooklyn, New York for their own personal reasons, the four musicians reconnected in the Big Apple to experiment with new material, and thus, Conveyor was born.
San Diego-born, Brooklyn-based Delta Spirit have enjoyed steady degree of success since their formation, but this could be the year that the band becomes less of journeyman outfit into an outfit that cements itself into the psyche of music fans. Since the release of their self-titled, third full-length album, was the band’s highest charting to
Friday night was the Panache Showcase at Public Assembly, with their fun and eccentric roster of bands ranging from Dent May to Violent Bullshit. I ended up only seeing enough of the latter to see front man Jayson Green getting in a heckling war with a dudebro. After realizing the futility of what was becoming
Thursday night of CMJ ended up being good for sweat and beer at Knitting Factory, but it didn’t start out that way. The first musician I caught there was Daughn Gibson. who paired some dark country croonin’ with electronic beats. He was joined by a librarian-esque keyboard player, who added an extra layer of dusty
Django Django just sounds musical, even if you didn’t know that was the name of an eclectic experimental psychedelic band from London. The term “psychedelic” is used broadly here, more in the way that Django Django creates unique musical paths that make take a few listens to wrap your mind around, instead of just wah
Minimalist pop rockers Love Ink’s visual aesthetic is about as Texan hipster as it gets, but their songs, though short and simple, are strong enough to give them the substance they need. Vocalist Sherry LeBlanc is a storyteller. Judging from her in-between song banter, she could probably tell a story on any topic one could
Adam Granduciel The War on Drugs show at Music Hall of Williamsburg was one of those shows where no one wanted to get close to the stage until the headliner started setting up. There was this strange divide, like an invisible barrier that no one wanted to cross until Ape School loaded off the stage.