The hipster troubadour love child of Veronica Lake, Rimbaud, and Bowie rocked Glasslands in Brooklyn last night.
John O’Regan, a.k.a. Diamond Rings, wants to stir your soul, make you dance, and cause you to go weak in the knees. And he just may succeed.
At his intimate show last night at Glasslands, O’Regan played the role of earnest host and glam rock idol with equal dedication, operating a manual smoke machine while filling the room with a warm voice that is much deeper in person than I expected (think Leonard Cohen, If I may).
Seen live, there’s a poetry to Diamond Rings that is lost in translation in the video work he is known for. All limbs in red skinny jeans and a bright red leather jacket, the hipster earnestness falls away on stage and a latent creative genius emerges that is less about the androgynous ballyhoo and more about a desire to connect with anyone in earshot—and people are listening.
[Photos by Blake Martin]