In a stirring testament to the power of ancestry and self-discovery, New York indie-folk luminaries Bandits on the Run unveil their most emotionally charged single to date, “You Are Not A Ghost.” This haunting anthem explores generational trauma, mental health struggles, and the quest for self-acceptance, marking a profound departure from their typically whimsical style.
At the heart of this profoundly moving piece is Regina Strayhorn’s raw dialogue with her past. The song serves as a spiritual bridge to her great-grandfather, Isaac Strayhorn, whose voice was violently silenced in 1940s North Carolina. “He was known as the town poet,” Regina reveals, her words tinged with both sorrow and pride. “I like to think that Isaac occasionally whispers lines he didn’t get to write in his own time into my ear.”
His gentle whisper crescendos into a powerful roar in “You Are Not A Ghost,” a song that doesn’t shy away from the darkness of depression and self-doubt but ultimately emerges as a beacon of hope and self-affirmation. Strayhorn lays bare her inner struggles, describing the song as “a wrestling match between feelings of deep sadness, tendencies toward self-abandonment, limiting patterns, deep self-love, and the awareness that to live freely in the here and now is my birthright and gift to enjoy.”
The raw emotion pulsates through every note, every lyric. When Strayhorn sings, “You are not a ghost / You’re blood and poetry,” it’s more than just a line – it’s a mantra, a lifeline thrown to anyone who has ever felt invisible or voiceless. Bandmates Sydney Torin Shepherd and Adrian Blake Enscoe add their own emotional layers, making the song both intimately personal and universally relatable.
In a particularly poignant verse, Strayhorn channels her great-grandfather’s voice:
“Isaac in the forties Was thrown into a pond Cement tied to his feet I feel him in my hands He asks me to be free To stop the spinning wheel Be big enough to feel Be big enough to feel”
These lines don’t just tell a story; they resurrect a silenced voice and paint a haunting picture of past injustices, their impact echoing through generations.
As the song builds to its cathartic conclusion, listeners are left with a profound sense of connection – to their own histories, to their present selves, and to the unlimited potential of their futures. “You Are Not A Ghost” is a spiritual experience, a reminder that we are all, in Strayhorn’s words, “blood and poetry,” alive with the power to rewrite our stories.
The tears in Regina’s eyes as she performs in their NPR Tiny Desk Contest entry serve as a poignant reminder of the real, lived experiences behind the lyrics. They bridge the gap between performer and audience, inviting listeners to share in the cathartic release of long-held emotions. This honest display of vulnerability not only highlights the band’s authentic approach to their craft, but also emphasizes the healing power of music, both for the artists and for their audiences.
In creating this deeply personal yet universally resonant piece, Bandits on the Run have not only pushed their artistic boundaries but have also offered listeners a musical lifeline – a reminder that even in our darkest moments, we are vibrant, we are alive, and we are decidedly not ghosts yet.
New York-based busking royalty Bandits on The Run graced the halls of the Westin at Crown Center during Folk Alliance 2023. Because they had (the smallest amount of) free time between interviews and scheduled sets associated with the festival, they took that opportunity to busk a bit inside. We got to snap some fun photos of them busking near the picturesque entryway, then after they had relocated to the stairwell and accumulated quite the crowd on multiple floors!
Folk Alliance weekend was, let’s just be honest, “Bandits On The Run Weekend”. We started with a cozy Friday performance at Effing Candle Co. on Main Street and then got to watch the trio perform 2 mini pop-up performances at Crown Center. (If you think we feel spoiled, we absolutely do!)
Between those two mini-performances, we actually got a few minutes to take fun portraits of your favorite genre-bending cuties. A few of our favorites below!
Storied indie trio Bandits On The Run was passing through Kansas City last weekend, with a flurry of notable performances scheduled for Folk Alliance. But that wasn’t all they had up their sleeves. On Friday, February 3rd, they brought their instruments to the effing candle co. storefront in Midtown for a night that cute crowd would not forget.
Though capacity was limited inside the storefront, the energy was palpable from outside on the chilly streets of the city. effing candle co. owner Byrdie Hanson donated proceeds of period products and monetary donations to a local women’s shelter, for which she put together goodie bags as well. The candle company’s commitment to humor is matched only by its commitments to both sustainability and civil rights.
In front of a rainbow-tinged front window, this folk group garnered smiles all around. Plus the Bandits made time to hang out with their fans afterward, identifying their favorite candle scents and enjoying time with new friends. It was a night of pure magic, where everyone was lifted up, and we were honored to be in attendance.
This week brings the midwest a plethora of incredible musicians, as we hunker down in the cold weather for the annual Folk Alliance International Conference. One of our all-time favs – Brooklyn-based indie-folk trio Bandits on The Run – will be making an appearance at this year’s fest, a fact that only gets better when you realize they’ve partnered with a local company for a very unique and fun experience.
This Friday, February 3rd, Bandits on The Run will be playing an intimate show inside the Effing Candle Co. storefront on Main. The experience is brought to us by One in a Million Media, and entry is donation-based. Some quick details to keep in mind:
Set starts at 5 p.m.
Beverages are provided by our friends at 4 Hands Brewing Co and 1220 Spirits. Must be 21+ to enjoy
Street parking is available on 37th Street east or west of Main Street or on Walnut Street
Max capacity is 25 guests, so arrive early
Effing Candle Co. will stay open until 6:30 p.m.
Entry fee: one item for our Period Packing Party, which can be tampons, pads, or liners. All items MUST be individually-wrapped. If you do not bring an item, you can make an on-the-spot donation with cash or via Venmo
Space is limited to the first 25 attendees. Our shop is very small, so plan to arrive early
Donations will be accepted at the storefront even if you cannot make the show. Providing period products to those who need them is an important cause, and one of many that Effing Candle Co. continually supports.
We love Bandits on The Run so much and we were incredibly thrilled when they decided to play our Cancelled Plans Music Fest last Friday! They nabbed two time slots and entertained the masses. Legitimately, this is the trio I look forward to releases from the most and I KNOW we had some tips their way that evening.
If you didn’t get it before, now you do. You’re welcome.
Bandits on The Run. They’re so fun and just incredible speakers off the cuff that we decided to run this interview with no edits. (They will find this out when it is released. You’re welcome, my friends!) We talked bolo ties, cabin fever, and friendship!
0:24Adrian Enscoe reads the name of the meeting out loud. “Bandits Interview – I love you” after having issues connecting to our interview, and some scheduling conflicts. (All good! It’s all good!)
I know that Macaulay Culkin turned 40 in August, and yes, it makes me feel old. Happy Late Birthday Macaulay Culkin!
The best holiday movie memory I have? Watching Home Alone for the first time with my three-year-old twins and my 84-year-old grandmother.
When Home Alone was released in 1990 in theaters, I completely missed it. To be honest, I missed most things in 1990. After having twins in April, our family made a major move from Missouri to California in August, and we moved into a house the first part of December. I had heard about cultural touchstones in my periphery – I do remember that 1990 brought us Milli Vanilli’s “Best New Artist” Grammy. Most everything else was a blur. How could I have predicted that I would miss the movie that held the record for the highest-grossing live action comedy? A record it held until 2011! What could be so mesmerizing about a movie with such a simple concept?
I found out in November of 1993. At three years old, the girls were mobile, could dress themselves and feed themselves, and had fun personalities. My grandmother had come to visit for the Thanksgiving holiday and Home Alone was going to have its broadcast world premiere on one of the networks. We were set for Thanksgiving night entertainment.
I have never heard anyone laugh so often at a movie than my grandmother. I had parental angst when I saw the plane ticket go in the trash with the paper towels in the kitchen. I felt tense when the kids were counted and the neighbor kid gets counted by mistake. I am not a fan of slapstick, but when the hijinx started with the Wet Bandits, I started to loosen up and really root for Kevin.
My grandmother had a ball. The kids were laughing at all the things Kevin did and tried to guess what would happen next. Watching the three of them, at two ends of the age spectrum, see something for the first time, really made me appreciate this movie with a simple concept. My husband and I were seeing it for the first time as well, but we really were seeing it through their eyes. Since we were in our living room, the kids could run around, laugh with abandon, and talk without any editing.
The next day brought a trip to San Francisco where I took pictures of my grandmother with her great-granddaughters at the Golden Gate Bridge. Wonderful shots, but I treasure the ones on Thanksgiving night just as much.
Because Home Alone was released on VHS for the Christmas season of 1993, we bought it, and each subsequent media iteration thereafter. It became a tradition to watch this Christmas movie on Thanksgiving for many years after. Even though we all know how it will end, I still feel angst when the plane ticket goes in the trash and I still feel tense when the kids are counted incorrectly.
And now, after all of these years, I still cheer for Kevin.
