Crush, the monthly party where we get all sorts of sweaty in the best way possible, heads back to Cameo this Thursday, May 20...and the lineup is bananas insane. I just got done raving about catching The Hundred in the Hands' live show for the first time, so now's as good a time as ever to regroup with their stellar body of work. Oh, and the rest of the bill is equally impressive. Read on readers...read on.
Chicago's Moneypenny, Brooklyn-via-UK kids Deluka, along with Truman Peyote and Esque (rounded out by beats from Lorraine Sangre), will all join up with THitH this Thursday, May 20 for a night of wild wowings and incredibly dancey tunes. The night serves as The Hundred in the Hand's EP release party too. Buy The Desert here. Watch a live performance of Dressed in Dresden from lpr after this next bit.
I'll deffo be in attendance...but will you? Hell now, it's only $7 for a stocked set of solid pop and fun, but if you can't shell out the dollars, then enter to win a pair of tickets below.
Simply copy, paste and send me the below message via twitter and you're entered. I'm dishing out one pair of tickets so get tweeting! Contest will remain open until 5pm this Wednesday, May 19. (hint: you have to be following me on the birdaliciously rad social app, so I can Direct Message winner with all the pertinent info)
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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.
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.