Ryn Weaver Blows The Doors Off The Bowery Ballroom

Wednesday night in New York City, unbeknownst to tourists and visitors alike, it’s arguably the best day of the week for locals. The bars aren’t too packed, the week is halfway over, and in the summer, there’s usually a smokin’ hot touring act rolling through town to help make your hump day a little better. That was certainly the case last night, as rising indie-pop artist Ryn Weaver was in town to throw a party at Bowery Ballroom. The “Octahate” singer making her way up the indie-pop ranks is currently on tour in support of her debut The Fool.

Ryn wasn’t the only one blowing the Bowery doors off, opener Sam Dew made sure no one was going to forget his name, as he delivered an incredible soulful pop performance that showcased his incredible and one-of-a-kind sounding vocal range. While Sam has written songs for various artists including Mary J. Blige, Rihanna, Estelle, and more, last night was his turn to shine and show NYC that in a city full of lights, he can get up there and shine as bright as any of them.

Sam Dew

Of course, the sold out venue was there to see the mystical and charismatic Ryn Weaver, and they were not disappointed. Ryn is the Cheshire Cat of the music industry, she’s got that mysterious and dangerous look in her eye and her music draws you in close enough for you to totally be taken in by her performance, but her ability to cover so many musical personalities in her songs is what makes her brilliant. Having seen her at Bonnaroo and Firefly in recent months, I was finally looking forward for a full set that was just all around Ryn.

Ryn Weaver

Ryn kept her look a bit more casual, but no less sexy, with a white t-shirt and her hair kept up. It was a Wednesday after all. As she prowled around the stage for her one-hour, nine-song set which pretty much covered her entire album, the crowd of mostly college-aged girls went nuts as she started out hot with “Runaway,” “Sail On,” and “The Fool” early on in the set. She dedicated “Traveling Song” to her late and eccentric French grandfather, which is one of my favorite on the album before tearing into her own rising anthem in “Promises” before closing out with “Octahate” and “New Constellations.” Then she was gone, just as quick as she came like the musical gypsy that she is. Her shows keep getting better as her star keeps rising and she’s got plenty of fire in her and her music to help it keep going a long way before she’s decides she’s done.