Last Minute Man

While establishing himself in the NYC music scene playing with artists like Cut Worms and Shilpa Ray, Kyle Avallone began working at home on what would become his new solo project, a dark and moody world where he could investigate the layers of romantic turmoil, hedonistic habits, and ordinary life. His debut album, Last Minute Man, is a sleazy offering of Casiotones covered in barroom smoke and crimson cabaret light; a scuzzed out tower of songs that takes you on a late night escapade littered with neon signs, bathroom debauchery, and 3AM rendezvous. You could be nightclubbing in Berlin with the ghost of Rowland S. Howard, or zig zagging across the floor of the Black Lodge with holes in your loafers, a tear in your dress. “I wanted to escape the day-to-day,” says Avallone. That desire to run away permeates through all of the album’s nine tracks.