Glassy, glittering synths like relics broken off the Berlin wall, bass lines bouncing out of a New York sewer, disco drum machines driving down the 101 freeway toward the Broadway off-ramp, and perverse primal percussion merge to form the sonic landscape for the poetic lyrics of BLONE NOBLE that paint pictures of isolation and transcendence, a mural of divine guidance through the decline of civilization, delivered with striking theatricality that commands attention and prompts you to DANCE TO THE BEAT. This is new wave for a retrograde era — a human experience in a tech dystopia.

Blone Noble recently completed his first U/UK tour with high-energy shows in Paris, Barcelona, Budapest, and London.