Concert Review: Public Practice Go Blondie At The Dance

Public Practice were pure 80’s at The Dance, and I was here for it. They repped the colorful luxury and ecstasy of the era that encouraged people to believe a lot of rouge and spandex is a fashionable sign of beauty. Yes, the 80’s were of excess, but it was not just about having a lot as much as BEING a lot. It was about through subtly and wry coolness becoming the epitome of a disco ball under neon lights, which Public Practice, certainly, were. 

Sam York was giving Debbie Harry vibes, and I was for it. All they needed was a bunch of glitter dumped on her like Flashdance and a rendition of Heart of Glass, and we would have been full-on Blondie. York whisks her voice as she contorts and swirls her body like ice cream landing in a cone. She feels sugary and twirls with glee while singing songs that would make David Bowie press replay. 
Public Practice – “Disposable”

From “Disposable” to “Foundation,” York whipped her body and voice like cream and made the room feel glitzy and sensual. In some ways, I had forgotten that the 80’s were a time that pushed and pulled sexy as either being Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct or Molly Ringwald in Pretty In Pink: you were either wholesome or coquettish and the truth is that there is beauty in both. Note: I was not born in the 80’s so I think its cool that I forget (lol!) #90sbabies Still, you can always tell an artist by their crowd, and there was certainly some rainbow eyeshadows and teased hair to see Public Practice. #80sadults
Public Practice – Distance is a Mirror – full EP (2018)

The unabashed desire to be seen and the humility to be inclusive is what made Public Practice’s show so good. People danced, swayed, and were kind to each other. They all came to experience a band that fell visual in swag and visionary in dynamic: bringing 80’s exclusivity with the present days’ penchant for commonality. For More Information On Public Practice Click Here.