I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: Rustic is one hell of a show. It almost doesn’t matter if you like their music, because they’re just that much fun to watch. They’re true entertainers, in a city of bands that are more likely to sing at the floor than at the audience. And this show, the finale of a nationwide tour, a triumphant return to the city after having been shut out the first time around, was no different. In fact, it was even more packed with jumping around, crowd surfing, hilarious English introductions, and everything else that comes with a rockin’ night out to see Rustic.
First up, though, was Birdstriking. I definitely came away with a better impression of them than the other week at D-22, but that could have been because I only saw half of their set, and for the last song they invited on stage the experimental violinist Yan Yulong. I have been itching to see Yan for a while now, and while this obviously didn’t display his strengths (he was more drowned out than a useful addition to the music), it did remind me to keep an eye on what he’s doing.
But really, when you’re at a Rustic show, all you want to see is the main act.
I was upstairs when the music started, and I’m happy to inform everyone that they’ve added a speaker in the lounge area so that there is no mistaking when a band goes on stage. No more missed first songs, that’s for sure! So I got downstairs for Rustic’s first song, and the energy didn’t stop. They’re known for the way they jump around on stage, of course, and their constant interaction, but particular highlights are: lead singer Lucifer crowd surfing on a fairly thin crowd — I think the same group of twenty people managed to carry him to the back of the mosh — and jumping down into the pit during Wild Women to grab the closest woman and sing right next to her.
And of course, the outfits. They took a break halfway through their set, and Lucifer came back in a black and white spotted shirt that was thankfully long enough to hide anything indecent. But then, Ricky was wearing pants that seemed to be only pretending to be held together by a piece of string. And though you couldn’t see it until the bow at the end of the show, the drummer was wearing a pair of tight, leopard-print short shorts.
Rustic really are the full package. Be sure to get out and see them the next time they’re playing, or pick up their album in all good indie music stores.