r 1 ARTS AND FEATURES I audience on maniacal adventure Music Review Photo by Jorja Smith - Photography Editor i Antique, mixing DJing and live vocals in her ay at The Orange Peel Photo by Jorja Smith - Photography Editor Top: Tommy “Sidecar” Cappel, drummer for Beats Antique, rocks out during Thursday’s performance. Bottom: David Satori, member of Beats Antique, plays guitar with a bow. the famil- blaring horns all and love. Down :nce met a giant 5 creature, some- have fathomed. 'C audience came w. filthy animals!” ‘ Ladies and gen- 'C to win tonight isting life or un- ’ year’s free tech- ludience member onto the stage to participate in the twisted circus, which soon turned into an all-oiit dark dubstep freak show, complete with maniacal laughter and cats meowing in the background. . Bv this point, the audience was m a frenzy but some fans wondered when they would’see the artworks they submitted for a contest Beats Antique ran a few weeks before This came soon after, and the stage transformed from a variety show of sorts into an otherworldly hellish place made of distorted and monstrous faces with gaping mouths created by fans. As the audience flew through the faces, Cappel and Satori played “Pandora’s Box.” But what would a journey be without meeting the devil? We can thank Les Clay- pool for playing that most important role. Ill came the dark twangs of Claypool’s bass, and as if that wasn’t enough, his creepy and distorted voice. “Beezlebub is my name!” he repeated in an increasingly warped and frightening tone. “Beezlebub” proved to be one of the au dience’s favorite tracks from the night, as scarily humorous as it was. Toward the very end of the journey, the O. H!DEN RAySEY UBRAFh audience began to see the light at the end of the tunnel, and Beats Antique helped re joice with the playing of some recognizable old favorites such as “Egyptic” from their 2010 album Blind Threshold. The audience danced as if they’d seen their home for the first time after embarking on a treacherous and deadly adventure. Unfortunately, that adventure soon came to an end, and only once the house lights came up and the stage lights went down did the audience remember they hadn’t actually been to all those mystical and magical plac es, they were at The Orange Peel all along.

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