There was a pretty special show hosted at The Edge Mansion in New Brunswick on January 19. I’ve been meaning to write about it for over a week now, but since January 20 I keep feeling overcome by fear, hopelessness, and impending doom, but so is life following the inauguration of the small-handed Tangerine Tyrant. I didn’t intend to ever get political on this site, but it’s been vaguely unavoidable in the past ten or so days. Still, few things can inspire such feelings of freedom and strength as good, honest music. Just like Woody Guthrie taught us, “This Machine Kills Fascists.”
The Edge Mansion has the perfect setup for a basement venue. The main stage area is pretty large and wide open, dimly lit with rows of Christmas lights. There’s the long hallway when you first go down the stairs which gives the artists a great space to set up their merch. You can pack in right up front and dance around face to face with your favorite bands, or hang back if you’re trying to have a more chill night. Sure, occasionally a monitor might cut out during a set, but that’s part of the D.I.Y. charm that you grow to love when you start indulging in this scene.