Rebecca Rebouché

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The Rural Experience - Part 3

Our magical evening under the stars was completed by our incredible musical guests who played on an open air stage surrounded by soaring swaying pine trees and twinkly lights. Guests cozied up around a campfire or warmed up by cutting a rug in the forest earth. 

The concert opened with the beautifully haunting cinematic swamp ballads of Dustan Louque who hails from South Louisiana, with scene-stealing chops due to his time in NYC, along with a down-home approach to making and performing music. This guy will tear your heart out with his voice, in the best way possible. Give a listen and find him on tour. He is currently roving the US in his Westfalia named Tux. 

When I found out that my friend and New Orleans musical hearththrob Kristin Diable was working on a new record, she and I got together one night to talk about inspirations and motivations. What we realized was that serendipitously and simultaneously, we were both working on collections in part inspired by mythology. I was in the studio painting “Modern Mythology” (a concept I had been mentally curating for 2 years) and she was about to enter the studio in Nashville with producer Dave Cobb to record her album entitled “Create Your Own Mythology”. It was kismet that had to be celebrated. We instantly formed the concept for this event, highlighting my collection and her album. Here in front of this infinite indigo backdrop, she and her band performed a new-record preview to our small group of 150 friends. Mark your calendars for February 24 when this record hits the universe and be prepared for a classic rolling feminine rock and roll journey through highways and byways, triumphs and heart pounding truths. This songstress carries you on her wavelength, and you don’t have to do anything but sing along. I know I can’t convey it properly with words, but if you can catch her on tour, just hope to God that she closes her set for you like she did for us. KD had 150 people gripped in total silent awe as she sang acapella with a haunting snap rhythm in the mic. I swear even the birds asleep in their nests said a silent prayer for the angelic sounds they could never make like Kristin did. 

These are two musical stars on the rise. Treehouse, Louisiana will forever be in their debt. 

Xo, 
Rebecca

(all photos by Hannah McSwain)