As most of you know, FTCZ decided to go to hip electronic musician Max Tundra a while back for reasons that we can't remember. I think we got a little caught up in the moment or didn't want to do assignments or something. As well as being asked our age at the door (not sure what that was about - we looked the part!!!), the FTCZ crew were the only 4 people in the room that weren't sporting the generic gig-goer beard. We were a little regretful that we didn't unleash our usual rainbow of glowsticks upon their late 20-something, bohemian fashioned eyes.
As for the gig itself, it wasn't as impressive as live reviews on Pitchfork had led us to believe.Max Tundra of course decided to be a little blurry and we think it might have been because he may have taken too much caffeine (we're serious).

Poor old Max compensated for being a one man show by doing this mental dance that made it rather difficult for the dancers among us to follow. I think he was hoping that such enthusiasm might encourage his fellow old people to do a bit of a dance. They didn't really.
