Haunted Summer, Avi Buffalo, Same Sex Mary
124 South 11th Street
Las Vegas, NV, 89101
This event is 21 and over
Haunted Summer crafts languid pop music, adorned with orchestral strings and electronic textures that recall Soft Bulletin-era Flaming Lips.-Candice Aman (KXSC Radio)
Haunted Summer, lives up to its name with an even more enchanting series of dream-pop shimmers, as Bridgette Eliza Moody's vocals trail off languidly in the jet stream of husband John Seasons' majestic emissions. -Falling James (LA Weekly)
Windswept vocals, sultry strings and spacey guitar blend together beautifully. The whole thing is mysterious and engrossing enough that it gets under your skin and stirs your own private nostalgia. -Billy Gil (Amoeba Blog)
Haunted Summer consists of Bridgette Eliza Moody and John Seasons, reigning from the Los Angeles area. The group crafts ethereal, dream pop that comes off haunting live. -Shane Jackson (DTLV MUSIC)
Video: All Around: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OW4YbLpSALA
Avi Buffalo were an alternative band based in Long Beach, California founded by singer-songwriter and guitarist, Avi Zahner-Isenberg.
Same Sex Mary
Like many large creatures, Same Sex Mary started as a small thing, and it only ate a boyfriend, a girlfriend and a handful of songs. It was cute. People liked it. But an electric guitar and an old Farfisa organ wasn't enough to tame the beast. It got hungry. It needed more. So while roaming the streets of downtown Las Vegas one night, Same Sex Mary found a barefoot guitarist with dancing fingers, and it gobbled him up (barefooted people can't run very fast). But the guitarist's hairy toes tickled on the way down and made Same Sex Mary thirsty. Luckily, it soon found a guy who had a tattoo proclaiming his love of beer, and it swallowed him whole, hoping he would be full of beer. Unfortunately he didn't have much beer in his belly and his afro was drier than that guitarist's hairy toes, but he tasted good. Same Sex Mary had heard somewhere that a good drummer goes best with a good bassist, so, this other night, as a popular bassist was arriving to a bar on his motorcycle, Same Sex Mary pounced again. The bassist never saw it coming, partially because there was no low-end rumble to alert him, and partially because his hair was in his eyes. But after eating that bassist Same Sex Mary had grown too big and loud to go sneaking up on anyone. When it was coming down the street everyone knew about it, even the newspapers. So instead of musicians, it started cornering and swallowing whole rooms of people. Some called it rock and roll … until they were in Same Sex Mary's belly (then they just called it dark). One day, it was looking for a comic book store and accidentally walked into a recording studio, where it crossed paths with the feared Same Sex Mary-eating tape machine. The fight lasted about a week, but when the dust and guitar strings settled, Same Sex Mary found itself consumed by the tape machine, who was pregnant at the time with a baby reel of magnetic recording tape. Well, months passed, and the tape machine gave birth to a big fat vinyl record. If Same Sex Mary were a folk rock band from Nevada and not a mythical creature, it would probably tell you the record was named "Sex Cells" and their friend who wrote their bio was on drugs. However, that's not the case, because Same Sex Mary isn't even real. Sorry, kids.