Twilight Express


There’s a hum in the air. Frequency & disillusion. The rumble of the railroad tracks. The smell of blood. Police sirens in the distance. A dull thud. Hi-hats. Distorted voice. A cocktail of fuzz. Bass turning over. The sun is dying in the sky. Only to be born again another day.


Moor Mother + Plasmalab + Twilight Express + gBloo-BIES
@ The Seahorse Tavern | May 26th | $20a/$25d