Wax Monkey is pulling into town, and you'd better believe they're dragging a sonic tidal wave behind them. These masters of fuzz-laden psych-pop are notorious for transforming any space into a swirling vortex of kaleidoscopic sound, and this time they're taking over that grimy little warehouse-turned-venue where you saw that one band before they blew up. Picture this: lush melodies that wrap around your brain like a velvet vise, basslines that rumble through your bones, and a light show that'll make you question reality itself. It's the kind of show where you lose track of time and emerge blinking into the night, wondering if you just time-traveled. If you miss this, prepare for a lifetime of hearing, "You had to be there, man."