Whiskey tastes sweet in the Southern charm of slide guitars and the solid tenor voice, while night falls and the sweet smell of the dark creeps into the bar.
Straight-ahead alternative rock played by men who use voice synthesizers and who don’t suck elephant cock. Being slated by some as a possible “next big thing.”
Helium was the buzz band of the night. Guitarist Mary Timony, dolled up in silver sequined skirt and pink leotards, was the undisputed queen of this rock prom.
Trippy; that’s all you need to know. No vocals, crammed with spacey effects and sounds. Some poppy keyboards, some meaty guitars, mostly just colorful songs.