BAND: New Science Projects
VENUE: Rubber Gloves Rehearsal Studios
TIME: 9:50-ish p.m.
Watching Dale Jones, it's hard not to drink the Kool-Aid.
As New Science Projects, he's confrontational. He's unsettling. He's pacing the room yelling and frantically strumming his acoustic guitar. He's ranting. He's convulsing on the floor. He's covered in fake blood. He's like a demon-possessed Elvis.
But, like a tornado twisting along on the horizon, I feel as equally compelled to watch Jones as I do to run.
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If you haven't seen him perform his devilish brand of blues-tinged folk-rock yet, then you're missing out.