Brass Queens
Photo courtesy of Brass Queens
Brooklyn in the house! The 9-piece all female band, Brass Queens, are the perfect wake call this Friday morning. This remarkable horn ensemble has transported us straight to New Orleans, and has us wishing we were pairing our coffee with beignets!
Ever awakened a neighbor with a brass alarm? If so, was the horn-y maneuver appreciated?
Jenna Murdoch: Yes. My upstairs neighbor said it made her feel like she was in a movie about New York and I was so flattered that I’ve never complained about the fact that she seems to regularly host a youth clog dancing troupe in her kitchen.
Ally Chapel: It wasn't in the morning, but we did wake a baby while busking along 5th Ave in Park Slope at like 6pm. The mom came running out of her apartment screaming at us. Can't blame her, but three years later I still look up at the window she pointed to and hope we made a good impression on that lil one.
Minerva Johnson: Contrarily, I frequently offered Trumpeter's Lullabies to the neighborhood via my 5th floor window. That series was cancelled.
Elizabeth Maple: No but we should definitely market this as a service we provide if you want to startle your annoying neighbor. Brass mischief for hire!
Heather Ewer: My neighbor tried to have me evicted. I played muted, as the alarm was not properly appreciated.
If your trumpet/trombone/french horn suddenly got sassy and spilled NYC secrets, what scandalous tales do you think it would share about the city today?
Jenna: It’d probably have something to say about what's under the subway seats and I really wouldn't want to know.
Minerva: A comprehensive list of celebrities spotted in ways they didn't intend, and appropriately ignored because it's NYC. Alan Cumming sitting head-in-hands on the dirty sidewalk on Astor Place. Ray Romano stumbling drunk out of Off the Wagon with a pint of beer. Dylan Sprouse biking over civilians in WSP, etc.
Elizabeth: If you see a full subway train coming and the car that stops in front of you is mostly empty. DO NOT ENTER.
For a sweet million, would you swap the NYC vibe for a night of musical mischief at Mar-a-Lago?
Jenna: For a MILLION? Maybe, but only if we could bait and switch and do air horn/vuvuzela covers of worker anthems.
Minerva: Which NYC vibe are we talking about? Is it partying on the street in BK or running away from rats and music-haters in Manhattan? I'd take a break from either one of those for $1.
Elizabeth: Absolutely. No questions asked. A sweet mil plus an opportunity to uncover more classified documents. Count me in!
Dish the details – have you ever turned a date into a duet with your trumpet/trombone/french horn, and did the music create a symphony of passion during or after?
Jenna: Couldn't say, unfortunately my horn gets a lot more action than I do.
Elizabeth: I can't tell you all the details here but if you subscribe to me and my instrument's OnlyFans you can find out more.
Heather: I went on a date once with a trumpet that I thought meant we were only friends but the trumpet had other ideas. We’ve been making sweet sweet jams together ever since!
Describe Jeremy Allen White's (Shameless, The Bear, The Iron Claw) CK ads using your boldest, most provocative words.
Jenna: Young Gene Wilder on HGH
Minerva: All I can see in Jeremy Allen White's CK ads is the way he did not look like that in our high school math class. Welcome to NYC.
Elizabeth: Please sir, I want some more.
