The guy in line ahead of
us outside
The Blind Pig twenty odd
years ago said
it best when asked to sum
up the band’s sound.
“Ira can’t decide if he
wants to make
noise or play soft”, unlike
the ease with which
we made the choice to bail
on the line, call
it a night, much to my
everlasting
chagrin. Sublime dissonant hushed feedback.
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