So we loved it. And we had a great time. Despite the lack of costumes – Amber, Eunice and I came decked out, but it was still fun.
I was a little worried that we were gonna miss out on the fun. The party started at 11:30 and we thought that we wouldn’t get there in time to see my buddy Rob Melso, and his rock/hip-hop band, Unreported Crimes, do their thing.
We caught a cab from 4th St after being super far uptown, and walked in right as Rob and co. were hitting the stage.
Sidenote: The Bowery Poetry Club is a great little spot, cupcakes and pies sold in the front, an intimate stage, dive-esque lighting and full service bar in the back behind a curtain.
Unreported Crimes showcased a sound that was fun and party-hardy. The band cruised through covers of songs like The Beatles’ “Come Together” and Bob Marley’s “Get Up, Stand Up.” Their original songs had a feel good Cali vibe to them. My personal favorite song of theirs was a track called “Millionaire.” And Rob, who was lead guitar, was killin’ on the rhymes. Had no idea he could rap. Anyway, I enjoyed it.
At one point the guys brought girls on stage to do a cute call and response song called “Girls.” Kinda reminded me of the Beastie Boys. Hilarious.
At the end of their set, Amber, Eunice and I went to get more $3 PBRs when a random, crazily sicknasty hot beat broke out over the speakers.
A chick with blue hair by the name of Toxic Egyptian was rockin’ the stage. It was a treat. Not only could she spit, but she had maaaad style and a quirky, yet commanding sound and stage presence.
I later found out she was from Philly and does shows in NYC every now and then. Would love to profile her.