Let’s hit up a little dissonance at the festival, as a treat. I’m drawn to intriguing noise projects, so the other day I asked a friend how Fleetwood Snack’s set was when their bands had shared a bill. I was sent three videos of a person covered in what appeared to be moss, standing in front of a gear table (also covered in moss). In one clip, the frondose figure is playing a saxophone over an ominous, warbling backing track. In another, they’re setting off chaotic drum loops and demonic-sounding samples.

Like Dave Segal mentioned in his J.R.C.G. recommendation last week, I’m also in the mood to “confront life's darker aspects” and “diverge from typical outdoor-music-festival fare.” I can do breezy escapism with the best of ’em, but sometimes it’s okay not to be able to hear yourself thin

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