Hyper Crush

While the concept of this “party rock” business is something I should be all about in theory, I’m admittedly hesitant to fully endorse it just yet. It’s just so much … neon. I don’t do neon. And I have too many muted red and black plaid button-ups in my closet to change that stance now. But be that as it may, I still have a special fondness for L.A.’s own electro-jam act Hyper Crush. What can I say, I have a weakness for anything with a key-tar and designated key-tarist member of the band. I have no idea what they’re even talking about half the time, but holy debauchery, if it doesn’t sound like the soundtrack to something epic. Like I should be in a high-speed car chase or orchestrating a heist of some kind. In Vegas. While being impeccably dressed. Just as long as there’s no neon involved. - Brien Overly