It might not be 1967, we might not be in New York City, pop art might be outdated, and "heroin chic" might be a term of the past…but that shouldn’t stop anyone from wanting to hear songs from The Velvet Undergound…especially played live. See, the way I look at tributes is not in the bitter, "Well NO ONE can cover those songs because _______ is the greatest band that ever lived" sense, but rather an opportunity to appreciate a band that was so inspirational that the kick-ass musicians of today just want an excuse to play their songs. A memorial if you will. With that said, I’m sure He’s My Brother She’s My Sister, cinematic as ever onstage, will be dressed to kill and prepared to play the part. And with Vanaprasta and Erik Hassle, there is no going wrong. So ladies, don’t be afraid to wear your bored face or rock the bangs, and guys feel free to wear sunglasses inside (just this once). It is a time for tambourines and lazy drums, high-pitched guitars and golden bananas. Ladies and gents…it is time to get weird.
This event will take place at The Satellite, a.k.a. the old Spaceland. Buy your tickets here.
–Jenna Putnam
