Doors were at 8pm. I showed up at 9pm. I still waited for about an hour before any of the acts went on.
'Ponytail' was a strange band. They played grateful dead guitar music, maybe phish-esque sound, but the VOCALS were the really charming part. They made weird noises like quirky-psychedelic unicorns mixed with something a little bit like Ween. The lead singer was androgynous and wore a muscle/fat suit underneath a plaid lumberjack shirt and had one eye painted in black with glitter.
'Men' was an amazing performance. Everyone loved them. They had props! They had awesome clothes. They had a meaningful and edgy song that was something about 'fuck my best----make little babies---make gay babies.' Fantastic.
Then, 'Peaches,' jumped out and was wearing clothes I would love to own one day. She had on a vinyl mad max uniform and just tore everything off and had seventeen million pairs of leggings and unitards of iridescent colors. She stage-dived and then hung from the lighting in the middle of the room. She spit blood on the audience, and had a 'pussy light.' She was sparkly and brilliant and bold. I expected no less.