Unregistered Nurse Booking

Unregistered Nurse Booking is an independent booking company, founded in Baltimore in 2009. Since the beginning u+n booking has worked to create & promote events that are well curated, diverse and fun. We’ve put together thousands of shows in 40 states, booked 2 recurring festivals including the beloved “U+NFest”, put together shows in parks, venues and warehouses, booked numerous tours and managed artists. Dana, the owner/ primary talent buyer of U+N, is the Talent Buyer at Songbyrd (DC), at Ottobar, and part of the booking collective at Joe2. U+N shows are a small curated handful of what she books.

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While their sound has evolved since those heady early days, Cold Court’s ethos centers around setting expectations of who they are and what they might do, then defying them. Maybe it has something to do with identity and the ways some might assume a band with two people of color–including a trans singer in Mini–should sound. But it has more to do with their artistic identity and the ways in which growing up in the 21st century, with the entirety of music history ready to be absorbed, can shape the taste and personality of anyone curious enough to lose themselves within it from an early age.

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PORTRAiTS, the debut full-length from Kentucky-based art-rockers PARKiNG, captures this unforgiving sense of dread, unease, and mania with haunting accuracy. Its sprawling and oftentimes politically charged sound is a perfect fit for the ledge, for the cusp of collapse, and for the dreadful isolation of twenty-first-century America. Spanning ten tracks and clocking in at nearly forty-five minutes, ‘PORTRAiTS’ features pulsating post-punk explosions, haunting orchestral abstractions, and fresh takes on the last half century of art and noise rock.
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While their sound has evolved since those heady early days, Cold Court’s ethos centers around setting expectations of who they are and what they might do, then defying them. Maybe it has something to do with identity and the ways some might assume a band with two people of color–including a trans singer in Mini–should sound. But it has more to do with their artistic identity and the ways in which growing up in the 21st century, with the entirety of music history ready to be absorbed, can shape the taste and personality of anyone curious enough to lose themselves within it from an early age.

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Thursday July 16th
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Lillie West has always made her music in response to an itchiness to always be moving, but as she developed a burgeoning desire to settle, she found the surprise realization that steadiness can beget creativity. That evolutionary tension is what fuels much of her new album as Lala Lala, Heaven 2.
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Catharsis is not only about the pain, but the escape that happens when you free yourself of it. And so there are moments of bold joy on the album, too. “Arrow,” which samples the French electro pop band La Femme, moves fast, and its swiftness and pleasure feel like running towards something, not away. “None of this was supposed to happen,” West sings, as the song races away from her. It wasn’t supposed to happen, but it did. “It’s such a basic spiritual thing,” West says, “Resistance is the root of all suffering, and I did not know that. I thought that I could dictate the course of my life.” Of course, like everyone else, she could not. Wherever you go, there you are.
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The Belair Lip Bombs might be Australia’s best-kept secret. But it won’t stay that way for long. Hailing from the coastal town of Frankston, the close-knit indie-rock four-piece have been building a loyal local following since they first formed eight years ago; fans across the band’s hometown of Melbourne and beyond have been magnetized to the group’s earnestness and ultra-sticky power-pop song structures.
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Flowers for the Dead is the Washington DC based rock project of guitarist/vocalist Ella Buskirk, and drummer Rickey Martinez. Blending elements of indie rock and shoegaze while nodding to the bands influence of 90’s alternative rock.
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People in my life / so beautiful — none of them have the right to be alone," goes the one-two punch in the chorus of Prude's "Cowboy Beatdown," songwriter Nick Bairatchnyi's signature rasp catching around a minor chord as he pleads. "When I call / pick up the phone," he demands, and the instrumentation pummels home this insistence. The single is a shoulder-shaking reintroduction to the DC rock band and the first hint of a full-length record to follow. The song sounds desperate, and for good reason — why should we accept the status quo of allowing ourselves to casually grow apart from the people that sustain us? Prude asks, maintains eye contact, and asks again. Nick Bairatchnyi has long practiced a habit of examining connection in song — the longing for it, the obstacles to it, the surprising shapes it takes — initially forging his insight in beloved indie-pop act The Obsessives, a project formed while Bairatchnyi was just in high school. Even then, his poignant ability to capture the space between individuals was clear — no matter how saccharine their hooks, Bairatchnyi's pathos always grounded the band's emotional palette. The founding of Prude marks a return to Bairatchnyi's native DC — the outfit consists of his childhood friends in Ray Brown (drums) and Alex Bass (bass / mixing / engineering), both also of Snail Mail — but their sound is undeniably inflected by an early adulthood stint in Philadelphia, a city where the form and function of songs are twisted into brilliant, novel results in basements any night of the week. But while some use abstraction to affect distance, Bairatchnyi and his collaborators wield their schooling in it to name the degrees that separate us from one another. "Now I'm part of you and you're part of me," he sings, rivulets of feedback and distortion coursing around him. "Let's close the door and obliterate the mystery
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As its wry title implies, Scream from New York, NY, is a record about what happens when language fails – between friends, partners, a city and its citizens – and the primal scream you might let out when words just don’t work anymore. Guitarist Skyler Knapp, vocalist Sam Slocum, Brazilian-born guitarist Nando Dale, bass player Nico Brunstein and drummer Laila Wayans met as undergrads at NYU, bonding over a shared sense of humor and forming a motley crew based more on emotional compatibility than any rigid ideas of shared artistic sensibility. Finding that last vestiges of the city’s famed 2000s and 2010s DIY underground had been ground down to nothing, the band put on their own shows, renting spaces and collaborating with friends to build the world they wanted to inhabit.

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Malice K is a New York-based project helmed by visual artist and songwriter Alex Konschuh from Olympia, Washington. During a stint living in Los Angeles, he became a member of the artist collective Death Proof Inc. A trip to New York funded by a prospective label resulted in him never leaving the city. Malice K has been writing in the city across the last several years, one song at a time. Perfection is never the point. As reflective as his songwriting is, Malice K isn’t interested in belaboring the work, or even his own story. Leaving room for catharsis, for connection, for a community, is what’s most important. He prefers to distill the feeling and sound of the room, of the immediate present, the way he feels when he performs it, to tape. There’s an exceptional ferocity across everything Malice K touches.

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Like the night sky itself, the world of My Light, My Destroyer is always expanding. Cassandra Jenkins' third full-length cracks open the promise of reaching the edge of the new, with a wider sonic palette than ever before — encompassing guitar-driven indie rock, new age, sophistipop, and jazz. At the center of it all is Jenkins' curiosity towards the quarks and quasars that make up her universe, as she blends field recordings with poetic lyricism that is at turns allusive, humorous, devastating and confessional — an alchemical gesture that further deepens the richness of My Light, My Destroyer's 13 songs.
Jenkins suffuses My Light, My Destroyer with an easy confidence, which betrays the simple truth that the road here was not without difficulty. Referring to the 2021 breakout An Overview on Phenomenal Nature as her "intended swan song," she explains that she was prepared to hang it up when it came to touring and releasing her own music. "I was channeling what I knew in that moment — feeling lost," Jenkins recalls. "When that record came out, and people started to respond to what I had written, my plans to quit were foiled in the most unexpected, heartening, and generous way. Ready or not, it reinvigorated me."
Immediately upon finishing two years of touring An Overview, Jenkins approached recording a follow-up, only to find that capturing the creative spark while "running on fumes" was tough. "I was coming from a place of burn out and depletion, and in the months following the session, I struggled to accept that I didn't like the record I had just made. It felt uninspired," she confesses, "so I started over." With her closest musical co-conspirators reassembled, and producer, engineer, and mixer Andrew Lappin (L'Rain, Slauson Malone 1) behind the board, Jenkins set the prior sessions aside and began constructing My Light, My Destroyer from its ashes: "When we listened back in the control room that first day, I could see a space on my record shelf start to open up, because the songs were finding their home in real time. That spark informed the blueprint for the rest of the album, and its completion was propelled by a newfound momentum."
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