After being denied the sold-out Crystal Castles show at Webster Hall and arriving too late to check out The Dears at Hiro Ballroom,
I was in desperate need of some live entertainment. Fortuitously, a group of British
festival goers told me to stick around for Hiro's after party with
London's Ebony Bones, and I'm certainly glad I did.
If her hyperactive stage banter and faux-tribal dances weren't charming
enough, Bones takes her name from a DC comic book character who has
super strength and an invisible skin that bleeds cyanide. And her musical
approach isn't any more grounded in reality than her name: Song titles
like "Don't Fart On My Heart" and "My Baby Has ESP" are a good indication that attention spans and maturity have been left to less whimsical parties.
Bones' theatrical stage getup employed a DJ in a Zorro mask, two backup
singers in dresses louder than Ebony's cockney croon and a guitarist wearing
an elaborate, metallic head dress. The music represented a nice
cross-breed of energetic pop and globalized electronica complete with
rave whistles, not unlike other London acts The Go! Team
and the now-retired (or not) M.I.A.
Bones is currently wrapping up her debut
album, but if her tour schedule is any indication, we'll be exposed to
more pastel dresses and uninhibited congo beats in the very near future.