For many musicians, the trajectory of their career is a linear one. They move from one band to the next What’s the Rumpus?
Cracker and Camper Van Beethoven
Highline Ballroon, New York, January 19
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Travis
Webster Hall, New York, September 23
October 21st, 2013 | by Stephen Slaybaugh | published in What's the Rumpus? | Leave A Comment »
FLAG
Irving Plaza, New York, September 19
October 17th, 2013 | by Stephen Slaybaugh | published in What's the Rumpus? | Leave A Comment »
Peter Hook & The Light
Webster Hall, New York, September 13
October 15th, 2013 | by Stephen Slaybaugh | published in What's the Rumpus? | 1 Comment »
The Mission
Irving Plaza, New York, September 5
October 14th, 2013 | by Stephen Slaybaugh | published in What's the Rumpus? | Leave A Comment »
I’m beginning to think that we live in an era devoid of time, where decades past coexist alongside the present as if the hourglass is continuously flipping over. This past summer I was witness to Modern English, Bow Wow Wow, OMD, and New Order playing live shows to varying degrees of success and sizes of crowds. In some sense its a Godsend, as overly protective …
Gentlemen of the Road Tour
Troy, August 30–31
October 7th, 2013 | by Kevin J. Ellliott | published in What's the Rumpus? | 1 Comment »
Ambition. That was the one word that circled through my head during the entirety of the Gentlemen of the Road stopover in my birthplace of Troy, Ohio over Labor Day weekend. Earlier this summer, in a letter to the editor of the Troy Daily News, I posited the notion that the people of Troy should embrace, not oppose, Mumford & Sons and the throng …
Nelsonville Music Festival 2013
June 12th, 2013 | by Matt Slaybaugh | published in What's the Rumpus? | Leave A Comment »
It was a brutally hot Friday afternoon, and I’d just purchased a $7 burrito from a lazily named food truck (The Burrito) after narrowly avoiding a hula hoop that escaped from some young hippie’s undulating waist and flew at my head. It was my first time at the Nelsonville Music Festival, and I thought I knew what I was in for. I made my way …





