Fri, Sep 18
The Midnight: Time Machines Tour — SOMA San Diego
You know the feeling at two in the morning when an old synth line comes on and the highway briefly looks like a movie you starred in twenty years ago. That is the entire catalog, and live it is worse, or better, depending on how much of yourself you were planning to hold together tonight.
Tyler Lyle and Tim McEwan write like the soundtrack to a John Hughes film that never got made: neon-drenched synths, saxophone breaks with no business being that devastating, and a treatment of nostalgia as a superpower rather than an affliction. The newer record leans harder into the sci-fi end of it. But the show is where the thing reveals itself, because this is not an audience watching a band. It is a room of people who each independently worked out that synthwave is a feeling, and then discovered they were not alone in it.
SOMA in San Diego, all ages, a concrete room where the sound finds you personally.
Bring whoever used to drive around with you at night with nowhere to be.
You know the feeling at two in the morning when an old synth line comes on and the highway briefly looks like a movie you starred in twenty years ago. That is the entire catalog, and live it is worse, or better, depending on how much of yourself you were planning to hold together tonight.
Tyler Lyle and Tim McEwan write like the soundtrack to a John Hughes film that never got made: neon-drenched synths, saxophone breaks with no business being that devastating, and a treatment of nostalgia as a superpower rather than an affliction. The newer record leans harder into the sci-fi end of it. But the show is where the thing reveals itself, because this is not an audience watching a band. It is a room of people who each independently worked out that synthwave is a feeling, and then discovered they were not alone in it.
SOMA in San Diego, all ages, a concrete room where the sound finds you personally.
Bring whoever used to drive around with you at night with nowhere to be.
Tyler Lyle and Tim McEwan write like the soundtrack to a John Hughes film that never got made: neon-drenched synths, saxophone breaks with no business being that devastating, and a treatment of nostalgia as a superpower rather than an affliction. The newer record leans harder into the sci-fi end of it. But the show is where the thing reveals itself, because this is not an audience watching a band. It is a room of people who each independently worked out that synthwave is a feeling, and then discovered they were not alone in it.
SOMA in San Diego, all ages, a concrete room where the sound finds you personally.
Bring whoever used to drive around with you at night with nowhere to be.
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You know the feeling at two in the morning when an old synth line comes on and the highway briefly looks like a movie you starred in twenty years ago. That is the entire catalog, and live it is worse, or better, depending on how much of yourself you were planning to hold together tonight.
Tyler Lyle and Tim McEwan write like the soundtrack to a John Hughes film that never got made: neon-drenched synths, saxophone breaks with no business being that devastating, and a treatment of nostalgia as a superpower rather than an affliction. The newer record leans harder into the sci-fi end of it. But the show is where the thing reveals itself, because this is not an audience watching a band. It is a room of people who each independently worked out that synthwave is a feeling, and then discovered they were not alone in it.
SOMA in San Diego, all ages, a concrete room where the sound finds you personally.
Bring whoever used to drive around with you at night with nowhere to be.
Tyler Lyle and Tim McEwan write like the soundtrack to a John Hughes film that never got made: neon-drenched synths, saxophone breaks with no business being that devastating, and a treatment of nostalgia as a superpower rather than an affliction. The newer record leans harder into the sci-fi end of it. But the show is where the thing reveals itself, because this is not an audience watching a band. It is a room of people who each independently worked out that synthwave is a feeling, and then discovered they were not alone in it.
SOMA in San Diego, all ages, a concrete room where the sound finds you personally.
Bring whoever used to drive around with you at night with nowhere to be.
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