One time, me and my pal Terry, nee Prince Terrence, aka the frontman for local troupe Hussle Club, were out at a party and we looked at each other and remarked that we might, in fact, be the physical recalculation of one another in male and female form regarding style and schwagger. Only major difference, aside from the obvious anatomicals, is that PT is a ridiculously rad singer and songwriter who kills in every sense of the artistic word. Me? I'm just a nerd who writes a blog.
Hussle Club's got a pretty kickin' song in Quaranteenagers. And now there's an accompanying new video to boot.
Let's get to it... no clones were harmed in the process.
Our favorite post-apocalyptic brood of rockers are NYC's own Hussle Club. Having seen them quite a bit over the past few months, we can't encourage you to check them out enough...they're raw, ravenous and every bit the rocking troop of bandits that breathe a fresh burst of gusto into the downtown music scene.
Couple of new bits of info surrounding Hussle Club. The video for Good Morning, Midnight has just been released. You can watch the Bijoux Altamirano-directed visuals below.
While I've got your attention, grab the mp3 of the song below. And before you jump all over me and are like "yo, dumbass, you just posted that track a few weeks ago...", hush up and know that this is a better version of the song, straight from the hands of Prince Terrence himself. So nyah nyah nyah...and update your library.
Before you run off, I'mm'a urge you to hit the band's 'Spaceto stream the newly-uploaded VHS or Beta remix of Loose Tights. High fives all around on that one. UPDATE: have just been serviced the VHS or Beta mix, so grab it below. WIN!
Let it be known, I am a beast of a sweaty nature, so anything just above freezing point is more than likely to make me get all drenchified. So on a warm April evening, the monthly Meanred party, Crush, got down and dirty in The Loft above Public Assembly, aka, the sweat box. Adding to the heat of the venue was the ridiculously hot lineup of San Diego's Rafter, Chicago's My Gold Mask and New York's own Hussle Club.
First up, the west coast's Rafter Roberts chucked out his indie dancerock tunes, jumping from behind the mic and encouraging everyone that his songs are about "sex, love, dancing and animal feelings". The latter of those actually being the name of his latest release on Asthmatic Kitty, his tune, No Fucking Around, is precisely that...no bullshit and raw radness.
Up next, our favorite pair from Chi-town, My Gold Mask, jumped behind their drums and strings to give us a wowin', howlin' set of their best tunes, along with a new jam that we want on our playlists immediately. Hint hint. Tech problems aside (scowls at the sound guy), Gretta and Jack charmed yet again, found new fans who were overheard saying "I never heard of them, but goddamn...just fucking WOW!", and gave us their best thumpingly awesome output as always.
Local kids, Hussle Club, rounded out the night, and leave it to this unnervingly raw band to crank the intensity up with a set of killer songs managed through broken equipment. It's not like it's unexpected though, seeing as how our pal Jeff notes that "they play as if they are going to break up tomorrow", and frankly, that's exactly what I love about them. Terrence and crew smashed drums, blew out cables and caused the best ruckus that last night could have ever hoped for.
Pictures (albeit a bit jankily-sketchy from the rad red lighting) from the evening are here, and check out video of My Gold Mask's performance of Violet Eyes and Hussle Club's set closer, Good Morning, Midnight below.
Last week, we dropped some knowledge on you in the form of our pals My Gold Mask hitting the city with a pair of shows. Well, beasts, the time is nigh and the day is now.They've got a gig at Union Hall tonight, but due to scheduling conflicts, I can't hit that one...no reason why you shouldn't go though. Aside from that, tomorrow is the monthly Crush party, which I'll be getting beastly at, and think one lucky reader (and guest) should be too.
Tomorrow at The Loft above Public Assembly, Crush brings it's monthly badassery dancefest to N 6th Street in BK. If you want more info on the event, check it out here. And of course, if you'd like an opportunity to win a pair of tickets to said party, then read on for details as to how to get your entry in and on.
Want to win the set of tickets? If you've frequented the contests here before, then you'll know we are cerifiably "twitter-crazy". So start by following us if you aren't already...winners get notified by DM, and the only way we can send you a beastly congratulatory message is if you're on board the beast train.
Next, simply copy and paste the below message and hit send in whatever tweeterrific application you use (we're partial to TweetDeck ourselves...)
yo @sheenabeaston, i wanna crush on @mygoldmask @hussleclub @cmonandkypski and @freemagic with you tomorrow night!
That's all you gotta do...easy peasy. Contest will remain open until 3pm TOMORROW Thursday April 22, so you've got just over a full day to hit me with your tweets.
We've hosted 'em, we've debuted their tracks, we've seen 'em in Austin...now, NYC, you need to freaking get on board already, because My Gold Mask are on a mini-tour of the city next week, and we're not listening to any excuses as to why you should be in attendance at one or both of their gigs. Real talk.
Next week, the Chicago duo of Jack and Gretta bring their radness a little further east, when they swing through NYC for a two stop set of performances mid-next septet.
First up, MGM hit Union Hall on Wednesday, April 21 for our pal, Jonny Leather's party. He's got a kickass lineup featuring our beloved band, along with Sunglasses, Lagoon and Neighbors. More details can be found at this link.
The following night, My Gold Mask get crushed, er, well they'll give you a reason to call them your latest object of desire, when the monthly Meanred party, Crush, brings together MGM, Hussle Club, Rafter and Free Magic for a Thursday night explosion of punk, rock, dance and disco. It's a virtual melting pot of getting up with the get downs and we're psyched to shake it at this fest next week. More details here.
And because it begs repeating...our buddy T-Minus 321 did the most insanely hot remix of My Gold Mask's Violet Eyes earlier this year. I want to cry this is so damn epic. Grab it below if you haven't already.
I am in the funkiest mood ever today. The hair looks great, the clothes = on-point and after a shaky start to the day yesterday, the final hours of the day prior turned out mega super rad. But more on that later.
Naturally, when good stuff happens for us, we love paying it forward. Hell, you were getting these links anyway, but after all my words, I'm dumping a ton of tracks that I love on you...some for relevant reasons and others just cause they copntinue to rock my world.
Hussle Clubis Prince Terrence, a noted NYC nightlife fixture and drummer for Santigold, Spank Rock, HEARTSREVOLUTION amongst others. I Have High Expectations For What I Want To Be But In The Mirror I Don't See Them Staring Back At Me and RCRD LBL has floor-friendly remixes from regulars Felix Cartal and Bird Peterson.
Dragonette gear up to hit the road with Little Boots and Fan Death. Dates here, but sadly none in NYC (boo), so to remedy, gobble up a new remix of Pick Up The Phone by Arithmatix! (the alias of Micahel Van She).
Ryan McGinley substitutes naked hipsters with collaboration-prone actress Tilda Swinton in a new short film for Pringle Of Scotland. Watch the gorgeousness ensue here.
Muse announce 4 additional live shows through the end of Spring. Their third single, Resistance, from their latest album, will be released in the UK on February 22. Details on all this can be found here.
Melbournian-DJ Andy Murphy's previous project was Citylife, which hit a beat of heat a while back on the blogs. His new collaboration with DJ Jori, however, is Jam Xpress, and they've dropped by with their Re-Jam of The Jackson 5's I Want You Back. It's free below.