Rusko: Boom

I saw Rusko Monday night and it was one of the most insane shows I have seen in a long time. Not since my days standing in the back of a garage at some local Lubbock hardcore show have I felt intensity like I did that evening. The Granada Theater was a very interesting venue for a dubstep show. I love the Granada, it's small and intimate and it has a great historical look and feel. The staff is awesome and always nice and I almost never wait too long for a beer (this is probably because they host a lot of all ages shows; which is terrible).

Anyways, the scraggly Londoner came onstage at 10:45. He had a sweet Euro haircut, torn white T-Shirt, worn out jeans and an absurd amount of energy. Rusko seems like he was probably the antsy kid with ADHD in elementary school that wore dirty clothes, never combed his hair, and wiped his boogers under his desk (kind of like me in college). It was exciting. He stood in front of his DJ equipment, back lit by giant glowing letters which spelled out his name, screamed some unintelligible English bullshit into the microphone, and then dropped the base line. The entire place rattled. The old bones of the Granada Theater nearly crumbled as the brutal baseline vibrated the floorboards and bounced off of the walls. BOOM, and then it hit. The entire dance floor was moving and grinding like some sort of sweaty machine. Our minds were entangled in the complicated rhythms while our ringmaster flopped around on stage screaming and dancing at such a furious pace that even Paul Walker and Vin Diesel wanted to call the tour Fast 6. Lights flashed and danced, hips moved, bodies jumped, and the baseline womped. It was simply filthy.

My Rusko Favorites:

1. Woo Boost

2. Jahova C

3. Everyday

4. Hold On

5. Raver's Special