Concert Review: Midnight Magic Turns Le Poisson Rouge Into Studio 54
From Copenhagen to Colombia, this electric boogie band has captivated audience, particularly the NYC club scene. because they are so good that fabulous seems like a lame term to describe them. From the beginning, they set the tone that they ARE NOT for the prepsters or the “normies”. They are for the freaks and geeks whom believe a gold-glitter jumpsuit is a must-own, you should rouge your cheeks till their redder than the sun, and dancing through life is WAY BETTER than walking.
The minute Tiffany Roth enters the stage, I mean strikes it like lighting, you are left with your mouth open from awe. She is every stereotype of glamor that we all have come to salivate over. Rainbow-themed high heels, golden accessories till the fleeks come home, orange pin-up hair, and a voice that can drive any libido into a passionate stir. Roth has the perfect voice for 70’s disco with deep, smoldering vocals that turn the dance floor into a place of free love. Yet, what is so magnificent about her is that she knows her power. She knows that she breathes starlight, and uses it to hypnotize audiences. If people were not dancing, then they were staring at the stunning magnetism that was her presence. Moreover, if you did not walk out of Le Poisson Rouge, secretly wishing you were Tiffany Roth, its probably because you have never felt a drop of goodness in your heart.
Whether it be intergalactic-synth rhythms, sax and trumpets blazing, or provocative lyrics, Midnight Magic has discovered the secret formula to naught joy. Their colorful aura is painted with mischief. They like that they are the “go-to” band for any person that felt like an outcasted beauty queen: i.e alienated despite the wonders of their pageantry and liveliness. I say this as a whimsical compliment. To have an audience full of young people eager to feel at home in both their moment and maybe in their skin is powerful statement to Midnight Magic’s music and power. They create an ambiance that makes you want to dance, laugh, and love as if life were a highly stylized film. In it, you are the star and all are welcome to your feature. That kind openness is hard to achieve, but comes easily to Midnight Magic, in part, because they feel like they belong in the best, eternal memory of 1970’s Club life.
If studio 54 could be incarnated into a singular band than it would be Midnight Magic. They revive the sentiments of fearlessness and surrealism that the club induced on its many patrons. Their music just seems written by Fantasy itself. It is so out of this world in what it brings out of its listeners that you almost feel like you are living in a cartoon when they play. Whether it be Superman, unicorns, or a rainbow of skittles, everything that is known as awesome can appear before you. Yet, more importantly, Midnight Magic makes you feel as if anything that is awesome can happen for you. For More Information on Midnight Magic Click Here.
I would like to end my article with condolences to Midnight Magic, and the family of Andrew Frawley. He was their beloved drummer, whom, unfortunately, passed on this August. From how they described him, he was a bright light of a human being on this earth, and I know he is the same in Heaven. May he Rest In Peace.
