When you go see a band, you never know what you are going to get. The success of live concerts rides on the fact that your will certainly meet a personality behind “the music”. Some are stars who aim to appear above life itself in glitz and glamor. Then, there are bands like Hoops, who seem to roll out from their beds and onto the stage as if there is something coolly routine and easy about performing at Baby’s All Right.
Hoops recently released their debut, Routines, of which the nights tracks from the album were dedicated to their friends and family in the audience. Alex, John, Ben, and whoever else, were there to watch Hoops, and seemingly have a track serenaded to them out of public declarations love and humor. Those little instances made Hoops feel like an accidental headliner. It was as if they had no anxious idea or worried feeling towards being on the stage that night because it was their job and they liked it Moreover, when the crowd is filled with people you love, you can get a happy kick of adrenaline to help you flow through your set. Hence, it is clear that these guys love being a band of friends as inside jokes and egging on of riff-offs were abound, and the whole ordeal reminded me of every buddy I have that has a band; you cannot help but look at them and marvel that your friend is also a really good musician. Drew Auscherman and Kevin Krauter are extremely good guitarists, with the latter having the unique capacity of making his guitar cry in high-pitched chords. In terms of harmonies, they are excellent, and it sweetly lightens me to know that a bunch of guys in Indiana meet in each others’ living room to practice perfect harmonizing. Such focus on music might be the most conducive and positive thing being done for this country’s future. There was not one moment where I did not feel like we were doing more than just listening to music; we were hanging out.
Hoops music has a casualness that fuses electro-waves with the unfiltered humaneness of sweet guitar arrangements, punching drum-rolls of James Harris, a bouyant bass, and tranquil keys from the equally serene voice Keagan Beresford. Hence, I enjoyed Hoops becaus, in person and music, they were naturals on stage. There was no flash beyond the given lights behind them, and they fit well into the tranquil, artsy Brooklyn scene. A lot of Brooklynites are simply kids with over-priced degrees and burning creativity whom, rightfully, use nightlife as a chance to reach out to the art world they, in some ways, are trying to make a name in or, at least, greatly admire. Hoops gives you music to admire, and a couple of chill guys that feel easy to reach out to. For More Information On Hoops Click Here.