Neutral Milk Hotelien,  Jeff Mangum huffs and puffs his chest for two soul'd out appearances at The Grey Eagle while snow flakes tease the smokers outside.   2000 lungs stand shoulder to shoulder, hypnotized by muscle memory to use their heavenly flesh-pipes, forming a choir.  Both of Mangum's evening croons were topped off by the surprise entrance of Scott …
NEW SOUND OF MUSIC TAPES
On the patio of Flicker Theatre,  Johnny Tumble had fumbled his White Russian,  resulting in an electric explosion of ivory that rained down on Zeb's left slipper. As clockwork,  we stumbled inside to catch The New Sound of Numbers' set, which was riddled  with fiddles of the groove that left us in a trance and feeling some what …
