Choses Sauvages at Higher Ground, Showcase Lounge

Rangus opened. The ticket-taker labeled them as a “Local punk band with a clarenet. We love em.”

They were very decent, had great energy, and were indeed very local. They spoke to things I related to: hating the fucking F-35s that are never far from ear-sight, calling out “Lazy little leftists” for not doing anything but posting. (me)

Otis disaspora was the phrase that kept bopping around my head when Wild Things (when translated) were playing.