Showing posts with label Born Ruffians. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Born Ruffians. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Flippin'. Me. Out.





These sweet, sweet songs are flippin' me out. True story.

- Local Natives, “World News”

- San Cisco, "Golden Revolver"

- Kid Cudi, “Erase Me"

- Dead Letter Chorus, "Run, Wild"

- Born Ruffians, "What to Say"






ps. I can't find the original link to the photo! If it's your photo - snaps for the perfect timing of the shot. Bon bon bon!




Monday, January 3, 2011

Born Ruffians

Born Ruffians + Jinja Safari @ Oxford Art Factory, Sydney (03/01/2011)

Remember the Stay Puff Marshmallow Man from Ghostbusters? With it’s flabby, rotund belly of marshmallow that “terrifies (anyone) beyond the capacity of rational thought”.

When I saw the Born Ruffians play at Laneway two years ago, it sounded like they were playing from inside the gut of Mr. Stay Puff. The sound was so muffled it was almost impossible to make out the songs, despite having listen to the album “Red, Yellow & Blue” with somewhat overzealous vigor that summer.

Unfortunately the whole festival was marred by horrendous acoustics, with the sound engineers having to shepherd sound waves through the narrow laneways of glass and steel.*

Needless to say I was peachy keen to see the Born Ruffians in the intimate surrounds of OAF.

Up first were Sydney based band Jinja Safari, who did exactly what any warm up band is paid to do – get the crowd in the mood. The room was pulsating with their playful concoction of rhythmic jungle beats, island guitar, calypso keys, and layered vocals. The crowd returned the favor by with vigorous dancing and a chorus of animal sounds.

While their musical influences are so numerous and eclectic, each song was a tightly crafted pop gem. It’s hard to believe that they only played their first live show in May 2010 – they are definitely a band to watch out for in 2011.

The crowd stepped their energy levels up a notch when the Born Ruffians took to the stage. The dancing was so vigorous during the opening number “Foxes Mate for Life” - Mitch Derosier (bass) queried whether the crowd would be able to maintain their enthusiasm by the time song ten rolled around.

The band were left in no doubt of the stamina of Sydneysiders, as they danced manically throughout the 90minute set, which covered a tasty blend of older songs such as “Little Garcon”, “Hummingbird” and “Hedonistic Me” to newer songs “What to Say” and “Sole Brother”.

[photo via: Charlotte Zoller]

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Monday, October 25, 2010

"Say It" (in a letter)


Dear Future Self,

I've just bought you a very lovely present. A sure fired recipe for sore soles and a raspy voice - yup, you're going to shake a screw loose when you see the Born Ruffians on the 3rd January.

xo
Fi

ps. sorry Future Self but i really did need that piece of cake at lunch today and i promise to try harder to cut down on buying books, as i know i'll regret spending all those pennies when you're hiking in Nepal without any moola for lunch ...but how could i leave behind a double whammy of Bill Bryson?


Wednesday, September 29, 2010

First World Problems

I'm sitting back and contemplating a number of pressing issues at the moment:
- Should i let myself become addicted to Survivor Nicaragua?
- Should i have a bottle of cider while watching Glee?
- Should i go for a run tomorrow or do strength training?
- Is it my shifty eyes, tangled hair or smirk that caused my photo registration to be rejected by Glastonbury 2011?

So many first world problems indeed.

What i do know is certain:

- i will develop an obsession with the new Born Ruffians album


- i will dance the way i feel

Ou-est-le Swimming Pool are releasing "The Golden Year" on Friday...i could have sworn that they were going to name their debut album "Jesus Died for our Synths" [Best. Album. Title. Ever]...perhaps they thought it was insensitive following the death of their lead singer Charles Haddon?