It’s 9:42 on Saturday morning, and I’m trying to go back to sleep. A small headache – thanks to some tequila, some beers, and definitely no waters – pulses to the beat of Rufus. The set they played last night was incredible, lighting up the feet of a sold out crowd.
If you follow this site, you don’t need a reminder of the greatness of Rufus. No, there’s something else entering my groggy memory: the opening act.
The Kite String Tangle is a fellow Aussie following Rufus’ current tour with good reason. He absolutely crushed the role of an opener, with a healthy dose of throbbing dance beats getting everyone hyped for Rufus to step on.