Narrow Head Hit Like A Comet At Oblivion Access
It’s hot. That’s all anyone can talk about. The second that you step outside in Austin this week, you feel like a used dishrag. The heat suffuses your entire being; it’s like a miasmic blob has swallowed you. A hot day in Texas is not exactly a stop-the-presses event, but even the people who live in Austin seem unmoored by the constant sauna-blast sensation of the current climate. That heat is not pleasant, but it has its upsides. In a hot enough room, full of enough moving bodies, a live show can start to feel like a psychotropic experience. And psychotropic experiences suit...
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