Lord Buffalo has a knack for dark folk that often explodes into trembling yowls, canyon echos, great plains field noise, southern gothic admonitions and psychedelic gray matter. Playing with experimental/mud-folk styling, they created a new breed of mammal, one that likes full moons and whiskey and sleeping with a shotgun between its legs and carving its initials into the chest of any man, woman, or beast with a pine cone, or a handful of river mud.
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|May 13 9:00pm 2014||The Eastern Sea, Lord Buffalo, The Sour Notes||Empire Control Room||$3|