Event Information
Black Moth Super Rainbow
Support: Makaya McCraven, The Only Ion
Saturday, Apr 6, 2019 9:00 PM
$15 - General Admission + Fees


Limited Tickets will be Available at the Door at Gabe's
Doors at Gabe's will open at 8:00pm

Part of Mission Creek Festival 2019 | Presented by The Englert Theatre

If you haven’t panicked lately, you’re either blissfully ignorant or have gone completely clear. For the rest of us attempting to navigate the political, economical, and cultural carnage, Edvard Munch’s “The Scream” succinctly captures the statue of psychic dislocation. Or N.W.A.’s “The Panic Zone.” Or Black Moth Super Rainbow’s Panic Blooms, the latest disorienting dystopian masterpiece from the experimental pop arsonists that haunt the black-leaved Pennsylvania woods.
8:00pm Doors


This Event Takes Place at Gabe's

330 East Washington Street

Event Pricing
General Admission General Admission - $15.00

 
Ticket Selection
 
Ticket Availability
Limited Tickets Available at the Door


Part of Mission Creek Festival 2019 | Presented by The Englert Theatre 


If you haven’t panicked lately, you’re either blissfully ignorant or have gone completely clear. For the rest of us attempting to navigate the political, economical, and cultural carnage, Edvard Munch’s “The Scream” succinctly captures the statue of psychic dislocation. Or N.W.A.’s “The Panic Zone.” Or Black Moth Super Rainbow’s Panic Blooms, the latest disorienting dystopian masterpiece from the experimental pop arsonists that haunt the black-leaved Pennsylvania woods.


For the last decade, BMSR and frontman TOBACCO have explored the periphery of evil and extreme color, alternating between absurdly bright beauty and the slashed throat sinister. A sound impossible to replicate, as though it burst fully formed from a paisley-painted fire hydrant stationed in hell. They combine the aesthetically gorgeous with the hideously ugly to create a psychedelic uneasiness usually only seen in old oil paintings. What if Goya or Bosch made ravaged vocoder pop? Or a neo-impressionist painter committed himself to creating slow woozy earworms so iridian and vivid you’d think he sliced off an ear in the process.