Fluorescents are about to light up Bottom Lounge like a neon fever dream you didn't know you needed but won't ever forget. Imagine being cradled in a haze of glittering synths and post-punk riffs that could resurrect the coolest ghost in your vinyl collection. This isn't just another gig; it's a transcendental indie baptism set to convert the most cynical hipster into a full-blown believer. With Bottom Lounge’s no-nonsense stance on ticket sales, you can dodge the scalpers and make sure you're fully immersed in this sonic séance. Don't sleep on this—by the time you hear your procrastinating friend's regretful sigh, you'll be deep in the crowd, where the only thing more electric than the music is the collective pulse of everyone around you.