<h2>October 8th @ 8PM</h2>

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Muddy Ruckus is a nationally touring americana-rock duo from Portland, Maine. The stripped down power duo features guitarist Ryan Flaherty and percussionist Erika Stahl. Muddy Ruckus blends haunting male/female vocals, rootsy guitar and edgy percussion on a suitcase drum kit. The band seasons their music with the salt of the eastern old ports and the mud of the Mississippi River where Flaherty grew up, creating an epic blend of bluesy folk rock, foot stomping rhythms and haunting vocal melodies. The New York Music Daily calls Muddy Ruckus "Darkly Inventive Americana". In April 2016, Muddy Ruckus was dubbed "Best in State of Maine" by the New England Music Awards.

Muddy Ruckus' music is a fat blend of subterranean grooves, punk-folk and electric suitcase rock. Flaherty, originally from Rock Island, IL, met Stahl in 2013 in Portland Maine. They played on porches, street corners and campfires and became Muddy Ruckus.  They would rehearse on the road, in the car, at shows and in the studio.  The duo continues to pull inspiration from the music they love - old-timey folk music, dirty electric blues, circa 1940 hot swing and rock n roll - dressing it with Dylan-esque lyrics that poke fun at society and poetically examine the state of the world. Muddy Ruckus released their debut album in September, 2014. The New York Daily calls it "Darkly inventive americana." Maine Today says "Muddy Ruckus's self-titled debut album touches on the sacred, hints at the profane and encapsulates everything in between, all to the sound of an infectiously toe-tapping backbeat."

