To some of those miscellaneous do-gooders
Last week I visited a far off land called Tulsa, OK. The sounds and visions enjoyed by my ears there are rarely perculiar, but this time I was more attentive. I took myself out for the evening along with some family and new friends. We played cop watching games, marco pollo, and spotted hundreds of sex hungry brain clouds out on the town. Then we ventured into the Sound Pony. A slightly pretentious, well-intentioned establishment with live music nearly every night of the week. My ears perked as sounds surrounded them briefly by a group that goes by Slothpop. Not the best name, but certainly memorable as was their performance.
Beats dripped down from the ceiling creating melted cages around each listener. The voices popped bubbles growing off mossy guitar synth rock. Simplistic song structure taking unexpected turns. Slothpop is female lead vocals driving a talented group of musicians. Many in the crowd took pause to hear them out when nothing else in their evening struck their fragile minds. My pleasantries divided upon the night and I was forced to flee, but in the moments I saw them, I was overjoyed to witness this in my homeland, where my family live, where the buffalo roam, and where the sloths pop.
Slothpop is performing at Moe's BBQ in Denver on July 7 & The Laughing Goat in Boulder on July 8.