The other day I had the opportunity to go see Rubblebucket down in the city with some very cool people. I was supposed to have a late night sports practice, which ended up not happening and so I drove down to 38th and Chestnut, and after a few directionally challenged moments, I ended up at The Blockley. The Blockley is a small venue engulfed by University City and host to a lot a musical acts that I have never heard of (though honestly my musical taste is still mostly mainstream and it takes a while for me to hear about stuff that is off my radar). Don't judge me on that last sentence though.
Despite my musical naivete, Rubblebucket was amazing and a small shout out to Greg who apparently set the motion for me eventually coming to see them. The bar was packed with hipsters, students, and general music goers mixed in. The energy the entire time I was there was at the absolute maximum and movement remained fluid, energetic, and nonstop. I appreciated the ironic dance moves of the hipsters, they helped make my atrocious white girl dancing less obvious, especially since I was with people who have clearly spent most of their life dancing to the sweet tunes of Rubblebucket.
The band themselves were also an amazing troupe of indie-dance musicians. Lately I've gotten into anything group that incorporates a brass section into what their doing and that the front girl also played baritone saxophone was just the icing on the cake. For it was the trombone and trumpet players that really made the show. A ginger trombonist and a trumpet player with an ironic mustache that broke into simultaneous tribal inspired two-steps whenever they had the chance really gave the group character. The keyboardist with the Mountain Dew t-shirt, you're pretty cool too and when we made eye contact and smiled at each other it really made me forget the fact that I hate Mountain Dew. The real star of the show was the group's bassist. The poor guy looked like he was in trouble most of the time and had to count each beat aloud as he went along. It was so awkward and stiff to see him up there.
Their music was amazing and as soon as I got home I YouTubed several of videos of their music before passing out in comfort and musical bliss. I would definitely see this Brooklyn based band by way of Vermont (that's right there's another cool thing from Vermont besides Matt from Matt & Kim) and any band that's willing to hang around and play a benefit for victims of Irene is pretty cool too.
Despite my musical naivete, Rubblebucket was amazing and a small shout out to Greg who apparently set the motion for me eventually coming to see them. The bar was packed with hipsters, students, and general music goers mixed in. The energy the entire time I was there was at the absolute maximum and movement remained fluid, energetic, and nonstop. I appreciated the ironic dance moves of the hipsters, they helped make my atrocious white girl dancing less obvious, especially since I was with people who have clearly spent most of their life dancing to the sweet tunes of Rubblebucket.
The band themselves were also an amazing troupe of indie-dance musicians. Lately I've gotten into anything group that incorporates a brass section into what their doing and that the front girl also played baritone saxophone was just the icing on the cake. For it was the trombone and trumpet players that really made the show. A ginger trombonist and a trumpet player with an ironic mustache that broke into simultaneous tribal inspired two-steps whenever they had the chance really gave the group character. The keyboardist with the Mountain Dew t-shirt, you're pretty cool too and when we made eye contact and smiled at each other it really made me forget the fact that I hate Mountain Dew. The real star of the show was the group's bassist. The poor guy looked like he was in trouble most of the time and had to count each beat aloud as he went along. It was so awkward and stiff to see him up there.
Their music was amazing and as soon as I got home I YouTubed several of videos of their music before passing out in comfort and musical bliss. I would definitely see this Brooklyn based band by way of Vermont (that's right there's another cool thing from Vermont besides Matt from Matt & Kim) and any band that's willing to hang around and play a benefit for victims of Irene is pretty cool too.
That's right Burlington I can see you in the background.
