HONEST AND MERCIFUL: Scene journalist Taylor Ruckle talks DMV music

HONEST AND MERCIFUL: Scene journalist Taylor Ruckle talks DMV music

We’ve said it before, D.C. music is in a weird place. Often the scene can feel aimless and lacking in community, not nearly as together as cities like Philly, Pittsburgh, or New York with their strong emo, shoegaze, and punk pockets, respectively. Maybe you think it’s been slowly dying since harDCore fizzled out in the 80s. Maybe you think it’s on the precipice of taking off again. Maybe you think it’s mediocre and unremarkable but either way, you’re thinking about it. Or at least we’re thinking about it.
Local bands have a ball at Mosh Madness

Local bands have a ball at Mosh Madness

I spent the Saturday before starting my last semester of college watching a bunch of out of shape local musicians play basketball in a church gym in Takoma, MD. It was the first ever Mosh Madness, a half-court single elimination tournament organized by Ian Donaldson and Reid Williams of Dorinda. Fourteen bands competed while five bands (three of who also balled) – Flowerbomb, Pretty Bitter, Massie, Pinky Lemon and Spring Silver – played sets during the matches. The event raised over $2,600 for the Palestine Children’s Relief Fund. Flooded in stale lighting, the smell of sweat growing exponentially worse each hour, you could barely hear conversation because the acoustics of the room weren’t prepared to host some of the DMV’s best and loudest. After whining through a semester abroad with no real live music, this was the perfect scene homecoming.