Distortion rock isn’t pretty. My manfriend and I watched in amazement as we saw the rat’s nest of wires on the Autolux bassist’s gadgets. It looked like anyone who touched it might be electrocuted. As they started to play, I was impressed because I expected that their recorded sound would be hard to replicate. The drummer makes me smile, with her big hair bow and her poofy dress, as she walks out and sits at the drumset, she kicks of her shoes and hikes up her dress. It’s quite amazing. Since I was standing right below Eugene, the bassist, I had lots of fun watching him work. I’ve only has the pleasure of standing this close to Aaron North of NIN once before, and watching the whole distortion process take place fascinates me. It seems so unpredictable and I don’t understand how they do it, but it’s awesome to watch. Unfortunately, three quarters of the way through the set, the guitarists amp broke, and we had to wait about twenty minutes for it to be fixed. You can imagine what a damper this placed on the crowd. I think it was hard for them to start playing again, and it seemed like the set was cut short as a result. I missed hearing Sugarless and Here Comes Everybody, which is my favorite. Oh well, it’s a reason to see them again.