You're drinking your fourth delicious draft of domestic swill when darkness overtakes the Culture Room. A random girl's ass shakes against your leg excitedly. Someone hoots, someone hollers, someone lights a joint. With a flick of his wrist, bass player Jesse Miller triggers a sample on one of many electronic gadgets onstage, and suddenly the club erupts in bass. A whirling orchestra of robotic lights on a massive hanging grid swings its multicolored beams throughout the space. The other four guys in the band dive into their instruments, and a lock-tight... More >>>