Greetings from the Omnigraphic Blogopticon. On view are vile sticky things dragged from the attic, snarky commentary on the world at large, and all-encompassing ennui. All that and a weird rubbery smell. A horrible time will be had by all.

Saturday, January 17, 2009

Too Much Paranoias

DEVO live, circa 1977.



Later note: I had completely forgotten that in the early days they used three guitars, when normal human bands tended to make do with only one or two.