Early Worm (many hertz)

Joy and pain have their own special language of dumb intrigue. They play an urgent game of patty cake within each fool heart, and exorcise the stillness with a swing set set up in your throat. The early worm knows this to be true, and keeps a series of low rent-hearts in its pink bosom.

Join us in a tour through our varied and resonant chambers, with:

Lemsharpmajor = keys and voice, sincerity is the new bad bitch energy.

Portia = poetics of static, dragging your feet to charge a touch.

GhostGhang = strings cleanly composed, memory is always grainy.

Fuzzy Things = jangle folk, get up in a field and remember a suburb.

Rosie = poetics of mammals, being where you are is enough art.

Teacup Weather = textural bass, warmth, timing, and a story.

FolkJam = a gambol of an idle lark. improv is just jam in a jar.