Audio By Carbonatix
This is what modern absurdity truly looks and sounds like.
The White Mice – three guys that go by Snail Hatin’, Hail Cheesus, and Cheddar Dung – dress in human-sized mice outfits and play the most insane brand of free-noise that clashes with grindcore, spars against walls of feedback, and builds to a hell-like sludge filled with rancid corpses and your despair.
In other words, it’s the best thing ever.
As you can imagine, crowds that see this craziness aren’t the sitting-on-the-hands type, so make sure to wear sturdy shoes so your feet don’t get jacked from the dancing and stomping. Also, bring earplugs. Lots of them.
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The show, taking place at The Tribe, includes fuck-your-eardrums locals Pigeon Religion, Melted Cassettes, and Hell-Kite’s doom-metal ensemble. Poke around Facebook or ask your local weirdo to find out how to get to The Tribe.
Sun., April 4, 9 p.m., 2010
