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Once upon a time, I had a radio show that only played bands currently performing in the District. That show is super dead, so we’ve resurrected it (with way more words and far less radio) in the form of this column. Every day I’ll review a song from a band playing in D.C. that night. The rules are, 1. I can only listen to the song once and 2. I only have until the end of the song to finish my review.

CREEPOID – YELLOW WALLPAPER

How could I not want to listen to a band called Creepoid? This shit checks off all of my little boxes (I mean that in a sexual way of course). Their most recent album is called Cemetery Highrise Slum. This is everything I’ve ever dreamed of. This is the kind of band I would be in if I had never stopped playing piano in fourth grade. Or stopped playing guitar in 10th grade. Or if I had any sort of talent. This song is named after a piece of horrifying feminist literature written in 1800’s about a woman who goes crazy looking at wallpaper (…or does she…?). This is everything. It’s… Oh shit. Fuck. The song is over. I forgot to pay attention to the song. Damn. Sorry, guys. I messed up everything. Tune in next time. I guess.

You can see Creepoid tonight at DC9. Let me know if they’re actually good.

 

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