We’re always searching for a new piece of the sonic puzzle that we can bring to life in performance. That’s when we feel the most intensely alive and connected. Music is our obsession.
New York melodic pop-rock band Slyboots formed the way many of the best bands do these days: online.
A positive of the Internet is that it surfaces the best in any category, instantly – and this female-fronted five-piece is the exquisite byproduct of that optimized selectivity: a musical amalgamation of backgrounds and influences (from the 60s to science) that melds into a unified, emotive, well-rounded sound.
KG* Noble (guitar/vocals) and Margaret LaBombard (bass) had been playing music together for years when they crossed digital paths with Rebecca Tiehl (lead vocals/tambourine); she had just moved to NYC and wanted to start a band. Margaret’s husband Ted Marcus played the drums, so he joined forces with these leading ladies and they found JayJay Lozano shortly thereafter to lend his talents via vocals & keys.
Growing up, Rebecca listened to everything from Sinatra to Les Misérables and she’s proof that you have to know the rules to break them. She has a husky powerhouse alto on par with Stevie Nicks that shifts into vibrato-gear when she hits a high note and simultaneously lifts her hand above her head X-tina-style. She’s the self-proclaimed silly one of the group, with an exuberance that translates well to a live set – pulling the audience in with her magnetic energy.
Margaret hails from foothills of the Adirondack Mountains “where different genres of music were accessible and accepted, and all of these sounds and niches had a space to live together.” Similarly, she has also a created a life where she balances everything: working full-time, playing music, and most importantly – being a mom. She says it’s possible. If you don’t stay out until 2 a.m. Her routine keeps her synchronized, just as her bass anchors Slyboots’ songs, acting as both heartbeat and harmony.
KG* steers the song-writing ship and the band typically works off her blueprints. Many of the Slyboots tunes got their start from a song-writing boot camp she was part of that required her to churn out a song a week – no excuses. She first started playing guitar after meeting Aerosmith’s Brad Whitford backstage at Madison Square Garden. Over the course of thirty minutes he encouraged her to follow her dream to get into music, even if she felt it was too late. The following week, she purchased the same sea foam green ESP Stratocaster she saw him play onstage and never looked back.
Although they book it to band practice from three different boroughs 2-3 times a week, Slyboots’ collective appreciation for rock & roll and their MO to push aside egos keep them on course. Because above all else, they agree that they need to enjoy this journey.
Slyboots’ unique yet cohesive sound can be attributed to their different tastes, but similar inspirations. There’s overlap in their influences: The Beatles, David Bowie, The Cure and their shared admiration of strong females that have paved the way, e.g., Talking Heads’ Tina Weymouth, multidisciplinary artist Grimes and prolific songwriter Julia Michaels. Their band name came about when Slyboots was the “word of the day” on KG*’s phone. It made the shortlist, and then stuck because they decided the definition “one who is cunning or mischievous in an engaging way” fit their personalities and vibe implicitly. And their dynamic live set embodies this playful misbehavior. There’s a confidence emanating from the stage and a mystique that can only be had when three powerhouse females team up, soar over life’s hurdles, and do what they were born to do.
Slyboots’ third show ever was in May 2017 at the historic Cavern Club in Liverpool, England where The Beatles got their start. They rose to the occasion with gusto and headed back to the US with roaring applause ringing in their ears, a write up from the New York Observer to immortalize the experience,and a renewed sense of unity and purpose.
Slyboots music strives to inspire and mesmerize; they want to be that moment of suspension, that memorable New York City high, that “ah-ha” feeling when you get the funny punch line or see art in action. We can’t all be cunning masters of musicality; but we can live vicariously through Slyboots’ creative ingenuity.