If Blizarro's drummer hadn't been pounding away in Boulder Coffee's window as I sat at the red light on Saturday, I might have missed the surprise show of the week. The duo filled the joint with theatre organ drama and heavy drop-tune guitar that sounded Sabbath and insane at a - believe it or not - comfortable volume. You could taste the madness. Maybe it was the chai. The Lobster Quadrille was big, beautiful, and electric later that night at The Bug Jar with Cleveland's Uncle Scratch's Gospel Revival. The drums were made from cardboard with a megaphone on top
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Darren said:
I'm not sure if this is "tongue in cheek", but let's assume so (I'm referring to the "No Wave"...
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