Tuxedo night raged on in Philadelphia with a performance from the synth-funk debonair duo Tuxedo. A foray into the world of disco-pop, singer-songwriter Mayer Hawthorne and producer Jake Uno come together musically for a sound that loosens ties and pour bubbly seemingly all on its own. The crowd warmed up to a DJ set, with sounds spun by Joshua Lang.
As I lingered around the bar scoping out the best angles from around the room, I ran into one of Tuxedo’s self-proclaimed “biggest fans.” He was giddy with excitement, telling me all about how big Tuxedo have been, since their inception, in Japan. He told me that himself and the woman he was with, a tall, pretty blonde in glasses, were trailing up to New York to see the band again the next night.
He was a marketing guy, called himself a “suit” and told me I was more of a jeans type of girl as far as the normal marketing office dress goes. I told him I thought he was right. That seems to be just the kind of person at a Tuxedo show – it’s a funk fest for the “suit guys” that long, sometimes, to put on the jeans.
With bottles flowing and ruched fabric couches occupied in droves, Tuxedo brought the upscale indie funk to Philadelphia. I briefly scanned the stylish crowd, catching two fratty-looking guys in pastel suits, countless gorgeous women swinging around clattering gold drop earrings, many a stylish jumpsuit, and, one of my favorite observations, a couple in black and white, kitschy tuxedo tee shirts, a poignant nod to how the daily grind can be shaken off to the sound of a synth riff and some good old fashioned synced choreography.
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