“GO BANANAS, I DON’T CARE.”
Have you ever got a party invite that you had to keep to yourself? One where not even your best friend could know about it? If you haven’t don’t worry, it doesn’t happen a whole lot and you’re not alone. This was the kind of thing that only comes along every so often. The kind of thing that every hard-luck lead in an ’80s coming-of-age comedy spent his days dreaming about. But unlike that lovable loser, you’re in luck.
MONDAY 05/09/16 – NEW YORK, NEW YORK
White Lung put on a secret show (Presented by Google Play Music and Milk Jamroom) in front of an invite-only audience who’d only received the location and notification less than 24 hours in advance. Upon arrival, it was just a matter of meeting at a side entrance, heading down a corridor, around a few corners, down some stairs, through some folks, and we were in there. Once inside, the energy went from a buzz, to a readiness, to a bang, like *that* (you didn’t see it but I snapped my fingers).