Roque and drole, man.
The most unfortunate part of this post is that the super silly and supercilious Upper Crust needs an introduction. They launched out of the gate with an appearance on (fellow Harvard alum) Conan O’Brien some 14 years ago, have played “The Daily Show” shindigs, have a song on “Guitar Hero,” are the why-weren’t-they-huge centerpiece of a rock doc, have been pegged by The Darkness’ Justin Hawkins, have a drummer that was sought by Eddie Vedder for Pearl Jam, filmed a pilot for a yet-to-be-picked-up sitcom and have been illustrated guests on the Cartoon Network’s Codename: Kids Next Door. Resume bullets don’t matter; kicking arse does.
A mix of AC/DC (music), Kiss (schtick) and Beethoven (garb), this Boston foursome is in roque and roll character the second they hit the stage — the banter, the lyrics and, oh, the names (Lord Bendover, Count Bassie, The Duc D’istortion, Jackie Kickassis and alum Lord Rockingham, who went onto bigger and scarier things — the bowels of DC politics). But don’t pass it off as joke rock — it is smartly played and conceived. They sing of Concubines, Luncheons, Rock N Roll Butlers, Finishing School, Badminton and Little Lord Fauntleroy.
"I myself have felt a pang of hunger, but I know about one thing worse
And that's the way I feel after a twelve course meal
when I feel like I'm about to burst"
Please, sir, might I have another?
let-them-eat-rock
were-finished-with-finishing-school
luncheon
everybodys-equal
Only one show booked at the mo’: Aug 23 at NYC’s Highline Ballroom. Have your secretary call their secretary and they can do lunch(eon).
Visit Bumbles, their Rock N Roll Butler, on their MyEstate.
