I went to the station before this show feeling that humans are tolerated in our world as long as they can pay. And pay. And pay. We seem to live in a world where each of us is a portable ATM machine dispensing lubricant for...whom, or what; big money and big banks? A bleak view, that fortunately does not stay with me, consciously, for any extended duration. It does, however, have its place in the que of things I ruminate on.
So, as a result, this show is part aggressive, and part soothing. Lots of local bands share the spotlight with some darn good tunes from beyond the causeway. Grab that cool recreational beverage of choice and join me.