with Drive TFC

Songbyrd Presents
Downstairs, All Ages

DOORS: 7:00 PM // SHOW: 8:00 PM

$13 / $15


Thursday June 22, 2017



Rod Thomas is possibly the most independent pop star in the world. He is his own label boss, A&R, manager, tour manager and one time booking agent. He publishes himself and organises all his own artwork. The occasional club he runs, Romy and Michelle’s Saturday Afternoon Tea Dance, at the brilliantly named C’mon Everybody bar in Brooklyn, is his concept, execution, playlist and NYC pals. His musical collaborators – Elton John, each individual Scissor Sister, Alan Cumming – are drawn from his own rolodex, free from label interference of what might make bank, invited along to suit his specific tastes. However indebted to classic pop methodology and dotted with indisputably ace pop people they become, his records are every note and beat his own.

After moving from London to New York three years since, multi-instrumentalist, singer and for one night only – ta-dah! – dancer Rod Thomas has gone and done it his way. “This one is so close to what it was supposed to be,” he says of the record, still looking a little startled at what pop fairydust he managed to sprinkle over the project. “It’s a really special thing. The whole thing was about making a record that I give a fuck about with people that give a fuck. That is a joy.”

Work began in earnest on Choreography in January 2015. The story of its’ unfolding reads like the script for an unmade Richard Curtis film. At the close of his massive world tour supporting his great friend, mentor and chief Choreography collaborator, Elton John, the maestro took Rod aside invited him to open for him on New Year’s Eve at The Barclay Centre, a stone’s throw from Rod’s new home in Crown Heights. “The whole room went crazy. Just down the road from my flat. It was, no word of a lie, the happiest night of my life.”