The always eccentric Bradford Cox began Deerhunter’s set by explaining to the crowd how oil, which powers mostly everything, is made up of our ancestors, and by using voltage to rock out, we were basically spraying our dead ancestors onto ourselves. Just Bradford being Bradford for ya.
From there Deerhunter ripped into a set during a ripe sun that was quite fitting for a viciously loud set that was not to be missed.
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