Sun, Nov 15
Slothrust, Um, Jennifer?
Some bands are load-bearing. You found them at nineteen, they said the thing you could not, and a decade later the records still function as a place to put a feeling rather than as music you merely like. Leah Wellbaum's guitar playing is the reason — blues-shaped, slightly out of tune with its own sadness, funny in the places that should hurt.
The crowd for this is unusually specific and knows it. People will drive from Riverside. Someone near you will cry during a song that is technically about a dog. The support slot going to a band called Um, Jennifer? is a good sign about the bill's sense of humour, and the whole thing lands outdoors on a Sunday evening in a yard made of shipping containers, which suits a band that has never once sounded like an arena.
Six in the evening, downtown San Diego, under whatever the sky is doing. The bands that carry you at nineteen do not stop touring just because you stopped telling people about them.
Some bands are load-bearing. You found them at nineteen, they said the thing you could not, and a decade later the records still function as a place to put a feeling rather than as music you merely like. Leah Wellbaum's guitar playing is the reason — blues-shaped, slightly out of tune with its own sadness, funny in the places that should hurt.
The crowd for this is unusually specific and knows it. People will drive from Riverside. Someone near you will cry during a song that is technically about a dog. The support slot going to a band called Um, Jennifer? is a good sign about the bill's sense of humour, and the whole thing lands outdoors on a Sunday evening in a yard made of shipping containers, which suits a band that has never once sounded like an arena.
Six in the evening, downtown San Diego, under whatever the sky is doing. The bands that carry you at nineteen do not stop touring just because you stopped telling people about them.
The crowd for this is unusually specific and knows it. People will drive from Riverside. Someone near you will cry during a song that is technically about a dog. The support slot going to a band called Um, Jennifer? is a good sign about the bill's sense of humour, and the whole thing lands outdoors on a Sunday evening in a yard made of shipping containers, which suits a band that has never once sounded like an arena.
Six in the evening, downtown San Diego, under whatever the sky is doing. The bands that carry you at nineteen do not stop touring just because you stopped telling people about them.
About this event
Details
Posts
Coming Soon
2,782 exploring this week
·
1,070 upcoming in SoCal
Slothrust, Um, Jennifer?
Going? You can check in after it ends.
You found this. Be the first one here.
Join →
About
Some bands are load-bearing. You found them at nineteen, they said the thing you could not, and a decade later the records still function as a place to put a feeling rather than as music you merely like. Leah Wellbaum's guitar playing is the reason — blues-shaped, slightly out of tune with its own sadness, funny in the places that should hurt.
The crowd for this is unusually specific and knows it. People will drive from Riverside. Someone near you will cry during a song that is technically about a dog. The support slot going to a band called Um, Jennifer? is a good sign about the bill's sense of humour, and the whole thing lands outdoors on a Sunday evening in a yard made of shipping containers, which suits a band that has never once sounded like an arena.
Six in the evening, downtown San Diego, under whatever the sky is doing. The bands that carry you at nineteen do not stop touring just because you stopped telling people about them.
The crowd for this is unusually specific and knows it. People will drive from Riverside. Someone near you will cry during a song that is technically about a dog. The support slot going to a band called Um, Jennifer? is a good sign about the bill's sense of humour, and the whole thing lands outdoors on a Sunday evening in a yard made of shipping containers, which suits a band that has never once sounded like an arena.
Six in the evening, downtown San Diego, under whatever the sky is doing. The bands that carry you at nineteen do not stop touring just because you stopped telling people about them.
You found your people.
They didn't know each other before Falkor either.
Export to Calendar
+100% shares · +6% members this month
