Last Friday night we braved the cold and hit up Studio B to see our dudes Gang Gang Dance play a set of old and new material and, if we do say so ourselves, completely kill it in the process. Before we had our minds blown though, we listened to ex-Lungfish frontman Daniel Higgs do his weird “what if Joanna Newsom was a dude who sang about dark chasms of love” thing. We weren’t not feeling it, but we think that kind of thing might work better in a concert hall than, say, a giant warehouse. By the time GGD came out we were juggling our drinks and catching what we could on our handycam (clipped above). There might have been an alarming number of abnormally tall dudes always in front of us, but that didn’t stop us from getting really into Lizzi Bougatsos’ kinda Bjorkian sing-yelping. Gang Gang’s main appeal is their ability to make us and seemingly everyone else drop their musical pretensions and just dance. We maybe even heard our friend say: “This is the most visceral live show I’ve ever seen, it makes me forget I exist.” Sure that might be a little hyperbolic, but isn’t that really just the sign of a damn good live band?