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There’s no one playing in the sandbox across the street. There are cigarette butts and ripped lotto tickets scattered around your feet, a passerby snickering with his slick-haired companion about some Tinder date, a notification reminding you to practice mindfulness, and the smell of exhaust fumes wafting through the air. Now traffic is sitting bumper to bumper, and all you can think about is hopping over the hood of each car before diving into THAT sandbox and hoping it’s made of quicksand, a sinkhole to your escapist desires.
Go. Do it. Get away! Indulge! If not now, then when? April 7th perhaps? Yes, that date. Ingrain it in your brain because the masters of escapist psychedelic delirium MR TC and Lo Kindre are coming all the way from Glasgow to sail the Off.Kilter vessel to somewhere it’s never been before. The BAR Basement will be your sandbox—step in and sink with us into the mysterious soundscapes created by these two hypnotic artists.
Go. Do it. Get away! Indulge! If not now, then when? April 7th perhaps? Yes, that date. Ingrain it in your brain because the masters of escapist psychedelic delirium MR TC and Lo Kindre are coming all the way from Glasgow to sail the Off.Kilter vessel to somewhere it’s never been before. The BAR Basement will be your sandbox—step in and sink with us into the mysterious soundscapes created by these two hypnotic artists.
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There’s no one playing in the sandbox across the street. There are cigarette butts and ripped lotto tickets scattered around your feet, a passerby snickering with his slick-haired companion about some Tinder date, a notification reminding you to practice mindfulness, and the smell of exhaust fumes wafting through the air. Now traffic is sitting bumper to bumper, and all you can think about is hopping over the hood of each car before diving into THAT sandbox and hoping it’s made of quicksand, a sinkhole to your escapist desires.
Go. Do it. Get away! Indulge! If not now, then when? April 7th perhaps? Yes, that date. Ingrain it in your brain because the masters of escapist psychedelic delirium MR TC and Lo Kindre are coming all the way from Glasgow to sail the Off.Kilter vessel to somewhere it’s never been before. The BAR Basement will be your sandbox—step in and sink with us into the mysterious soundscapes created by these two hypnotic artists.
We will start the dancing with Riesberg at 8 and we will end dancing with cookie monster Mick Woods sometime late. Sitting in the corner hypnotically is cool too.
Entry: 5 Euros at the door
Go. Do it. Get away! Indulge! If not now, then when? April 7th perhaps? Yes, that date. Ingrain it in your brain because the masters of escapist psychedelic delirium MR TC and Lo Kindre are coming all the way from Glasgow to sail the Off.Kilter vessel to somewhere it’s never been before. The BAR Basement will be your sandbox—step in and sink with us into the mysterious soundscapes created by these two hypnotic artists.
We will start the dancing with Riesberg at 8 and we will end dancing with cookie monster Mick Woods sometime late. Sitting in the corner hypnotically is cool too.
Entry: 5 Euros at the door