In an attempt to get away from the crushing lameness of CMJ last Friday, we went out to Queens see John Wiese open for Excepter. (By the way, if that sentence elicited any sort of response other than "Gotcha" you are a nnneeerrrrrrd.) Mouthus played too, but we got there too late for them. What we did arrive in time for, was the hair-raising spectacle of a grown man chowing down on a dilly bar while Wiese set up all his noise gear and some kid started getting really into the dub they were blaring. I don't know, maybe it's a had-to-be-there sort of thing? Given the context, it felt like David Lynch had started directing our brains.Anyways, if that's not working for you, try this electric violin wigout by Wiese's tourmate C Spencer Yeh. Doesn't Wiese look like he should be casually sipping from a cup of coffee while his buddy hunchbacks out right next to him? Are we the only people who show up to these things really stoned?
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