The Borg

From where I was sitting, mostly what I heard was the drum machine, but I chose my seat for the view, not the acoustics.

Singer was a fairy queen complete with gauzy wings and wand. She made gifts to the house of toy instruments and odd curios and asked the crowd to play along.

Songs were tightly sewn together by throbbing bass and frantic rhythms. Energy. Really a fine band. But the singer sounded like Joan Baez on methedrine.

Celtic ambiance and mournful tunes. Really dug the flute, but too bad there was some kind of low-frequency hum that drowned it out and buzzed the speaker cabs.

If the music isn’t important, they should make more of the stage show. If the stage show isn’t important, then they should add more samples, loops, whatever…