Bass hits differently when the walls are shipping containers and there is no ceiling to trap it — the low end goes up and out over downtown instead of straight back into your chest, and anyone who has mixed in that lot builds the night around the difference.
Back to back means neither of them holds anything in reserve. Yheti's sound design splits a room cleanly down the middle: half the crowd covers their ears, the other half closes their eyes and leans directly into it. Toadface matches him note for note. This is experimental bass at its most alive, which mostly means unpredictable.
The lot in East Village is small enough that every person there chose to be, tracked the tour dates, and cleared the afternoon. Nobody wandered in, and that changes a crowd completely.
Outdoors in October with the skyline as the backdrop. Go with whoever sends you tour announcements at two in the morning.