When it started to rain, those who knew the secret location of The Saint Paul Opera House poured into its basement. The DIY venue was equipped with a working PA system and multiple stage lights decked out with different colored gels, which is a rarity at house shows. Never the less, on stage was the elaborate setup of John Peters, and the concert goers didn't quite know what they were getting into.
The set began with a triumphant power chord on a canary Stratocaster. The rhythm repeated, and then the loops began. Peters continued twisting knobs until he built a garage-rock symphony. When the crowd finally figured out what they were watching, their heads began to bop to the music. As the set went on, the music weaved through several textures. The drums got more intense, and the mandolin wept binary code.
The entire set was a fight between extreme calculation and improvised experimentation. The drum beats roared as they were manipulated by delay swells, the mandolin shrieked, and the guitars growled with fury. This is what it sounds like when robots cry...
