[Houston] I was lured from Beerland to Elysium
by the thick wafts of smoke streaming out Elyisum’s front door. The mist was so
thick, you were essentially stumbling around in complete darkness, with eerie backlit
silhouettes of people along the edges. Ominous ambient music coming from the
stage and people walking around the crowd using tiny flashlights to blind
people. Then the music started in earnest – old school industrial clang – and
rectangular strobe lights started going off. There was nowhere safe to look.
Then the mist started pulsing with light – I felt seizures coming on and had to
vacate. Horrow show – appalling – never do it again. And this initiated my brief
friendship with a guy from the border who has “like 5 bands” – “yeah we gig
pretty regularly… well not for a few years” – he followed me around for a bit
and then had the effrontery to DITCH ME without explanation.
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