For only three bones, Williamsburg DIY don Todd Patrick's Brooklyn vs. Baltimore dance party last Friday at The 1896 was pure bang for your recessionista buck. If you ain't seen Dan Deacon's faux rave in the flesh, tough titties. In prep for his upcoming Bromst tour (album out March 24 on Carpark), Deacon is abandoning his blinking neon-green skulls and stage-swamped theatrics.
But at the very least, you'll have the pixelated memento mori. Big ups to The Pirate Hat for the pix.
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