Start with Numbers' dark, hollow, shell of a room. Then, abruptly bathe the stage in red light. Cue drum machine and synthesizer. Add one well-dressed man who stares intensely into the audience as he murmurs an ambiguous string of words into an echoing microphone. Shake well. Lather, rinse, and repeat. Listen here.(Honestly, we were pretty sure he just repeated iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou for the entire 20+ minutes of the song, but once you take a linguistic stream out of context it's almost impossible to interpret. Whatta mystery! We basically have to assume it was something profound!)
Strange as it was, the experience reminded me of how much I adore live music. You don't have to recognizing or even like the band playing. It's all about being pummeled by the surround sound. Thrilling.
Oooh, and speaking of cool experimental music:
Who knew that my freshman-year-roommate's older sister was an PhD certified avant-garde composer? NOT ME, THAT'S WHO. Good stuff though- really trippy. Imagine walking through Willy Wonka's Chocolate factory at night all alone. A bit eerie, but fascinating nonetheless. And delicious! Listen here.
*Wow, that was some terrible musical hairsplitting, even for me. It doesn't help much that the band refers to themselves as "other/other/other" on their website. Listen and decide for yourself. If you DARE.
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