HometownFun Fact:Why They’re Worth Watching:For Fans Of: “Okay, I’ve got to tell you this story,” says multi-instrumentalist Crosby Bray of The Uglysuit, his slight Oklahoma drawl suddenly vibrant. The listener braces herself for the kind of madcap caper any newly-signed, all-dude sextet of early 20-somethings might get into under influence of cash advance.
“Two weekends ago, at a little bar called the Speakeasy,” Crosby
continues, setting the scene for what he sounds confident will be a
defining moment in piano-effect-driven, tenderly psychedelic, indie-pop
history, “we went into this extra five-minute musical session, and
(keyboardist) Jonathan (Martin) started a clap frenzy and the whole
crowd broke out into dancing and clapping.”
And then. . . a silver-skinned genie emerged from band member Kyle
Mayfield’s bass guitar? Frontman Israel Hindman’s
Ben-Kweller-meets-Conor Oberst vocals gave out, and Don Henley suddenly
jumped out from behind the bar to take over?
“And just seeing people be free and happy, that’s what we’re here for,” Bray concludes.
Anti-climactic? Maybe to some. Like the Polyphonic Spree or the entire
twee genre before them, The Uglysuit is earnestly dedicated to
spreading good cheer. These upbeat intentions go beyond the superficiality of your avrage unicorn sweater and
kazoo-ridden house-party, however. Tracks like “…And We Became
Sunshine” and “Everyone Now Has A Smile” on the group’s new self-titled
debut on Touch & Go’s Quarterstick imprint are comprised of lavish
keyboards and ethereal touches that leave a more ponderable impression
than the saccharine-sounding titles imply.
“I play at my church.,” Crosby says. “So we’re reaching for, I guess,
more important things than ourselves. It’s not about religion … but
some of our music is definitely influenced by it.”
Positive energy was not always the defining characteristic of The
Uglysuit, which, though made up of people too young to rent cars at discounted rates, is approaching a decade’s worth of history. “Me
and my brother have only been together for life,” Crosby notes of
sibling guitarist Colin, adding that they met Hindman in middle school and began playing music with him in junior high.
“I’m not gonna lie, we kind of went into emo Finch-rock,” Crosby says,
rattling off a list of self-serious band names that chart their
progression across the angst-core spectrum (Free Willing, Seconds on
End, Nine Piece Orchestra). “We went into harder music, and almost
hardcore, and finally made it to the happy music we were supposed to
Expounding on those good vibes again—it might be enough to
make one fall into a Michael-Douglas-in-Falling-Down spiral of rage, if the songs themselves
didn’t channel a feeling akin to rolling the windows down in a car full
of friends destined for a weekend of rock shows and bike rides in some
great Midwestern metropolis. “Into a world of windy dreams,” as
sung in the band's catchiest track, “Chicago.”
“Real happy, real epic and real loud,” is how it’s described by Martin,
who met Hindman at Rose State University “four or five years ago,”
where the two of them habitually skipped class to play ping-pong because
“that’s just how (they) do.” It was less than a full semester into the pair's college career when Hindman heard then-music major Martin “bam on pianos” for the first time, leading both to immediately drop out and tune in to optimistic musical expressions with the Bray
brothers and Kyle Mayfield (and eventually, new addition Matt Harrison.)
"Down here in Oklahoma City, there's just not much to do but write music and play shows," says Martin, sounding as if his first-ever trip to Europe for a tentitive overseas tour will be a major, if welcome, shock to his senses. "I'm excited to get over there and exchange some dollars for Euros," he adds, the sanguinity coming across a bit more tongue-in-cheek this time.
Crosby sounds unlikely to be phased obstacles such as poor exchange rates, though, even sarcastically. “For me, it’s about the whole beauty and mystery of what’s going to
happen next in this whole escapade,” he says. “Everyone’s as close
as brothers, now.”
Listen to a stream of The Uglysuit's debut album here.