Tonight holds much mystery. As the sun dingles somewhere out beyond the gossamer haze, mall goths and stoners of the 5boros are cottoning to a sizzle in their bones. Chicago has alighted the dark bird it rode in on and is, as you read this, preparing Glasslands for a night of bonged-out fucking bliss. Supreme Cuts, Sich-Mang and Hot Sugar constitute one of the most thoroughly curated bills I’ve seen in ages. If this sweet, thick cocktail of Footwork and goth-infused Juke is your shit then you have no fucking excuse not to be here. Jawns jump off at 1130PM.
and then also my new favorite band “The Ravels”. They’re totally secretive on the internet so I don’t even know where they are from or ANY†HING!
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