SuperBubble is an ever expanding funk collective from Salt Lake City, Utah. Driving a fat beat, a solid groove, and a great sense of jam, they turn a room into an unapologetically funky dance party. Formed in 2016, they have been accruing band members, working their way around the state, and becoming a quick local favorite. In May, 2017 SuperBubble released their first self titled EP amongst great reviews. S.L.U.G magazine wrote, “SuperBubble are one of the biggest surprises I have encountered this year, with one of the most solid debuts I’ve heard out of the Salt Lake scene. This album is a fleshed funk fest of jam, jive and jazz, with a couple of the strongest instrumental tracks I’ve heard for years.”

Big Blue Ox is an explosive funk juggernaut from Salt Lake City, Utah. Throwing down head bangin' grooves and blistering horn lines, this band is sure to elevate the mind and move the booty. Big Blue Ox recently released their self-titled EP, featuring some of the group’s most groundbreaking work.

The band’s core members, George Simon, Mason Peterson, and Wachira Waigwa-Stone, founded the first incarnation of Big Blue Ox while attending the School of Music at the University of Utah in 2009. After a hiatus, the band reformed in 2015 with an all-star lineup, including a 3-part horn section, analog synthesizers, and world percussion. Be sure to catch Big Blue Ox at a festival or venue near you and stay tuned for full album release dropping next year.

We were all working hard on the trail when dark, smoldering clouds converged somewhere's out on the great big empty and told us to start playing a new sound in the silver-lined hills of Park City. Karri Dell was the first to unsaddle her old timey fixin's and get to playing with some extra metal induced sounds. Jack was always there to hit the down and low as his song writing was beginning to take a front seat with the viper switch. And Mr. Viar was just laughing like his hyena animal spirit all the way down to the groove corral. Cole was in from the git' go when he realized he could keep his hands a pickin' that vintage avocado Gretsch on a regular basis. His bends for that lonesome blue sound are just too close to his sweet, sentimental heart. It was Elaine who pulled the team together and into the barn with her smokey, sorrowful and tender call. Lash LaRue was born with the spirit of the west in its mournful heart and the whip in its seductive hand and that is where we will hang our black, sultry hats till the herds are driven to higher pastures.