More tunes from my favorite anti-humanist companions, Sleepytime Gorilla Museum. With summer comes the vivid smells and sights of the industrialist world in all its splendor that wears on me oh so much, so in some morbid and pseudo-sadistic way I felt like sharing that with you all.
This is a bootleg I came across a few months ago after I saw them in Chicago and needed to hear the live Sleepytime dynamic again and again and again. The fluidity of their live experience is exceptional, in between every song Nils will carry the listener through his delusional murmuring and exclamations that is contagiously hallucinogenic in the most hilarious and horrifying ways, one is never quite sure where the act begins or ends.
Do yourself a favor and see them play!! They are so busy having babies I just don't know when they'll hit the road again.
