Prism Bitch flew in from Albuquerque lead by the hardest rocking flight attendants I've ever seen in Lauren Poole and Lilah Rose, with captains Chris Walsh and Teresa Cruces keeping the flight plan in focus.
They offer the best in-flight entertainment and will have you lamenting the next time you board a flight without 'em.
A jam band with plenty of melodic whimsy, psychedelic interludes, and heights of distortion playing nice with the brightest of synths.
Yeah, speaking of synths.
My new/first time ever favorite Casio keyboardist is Rose due to her stage presence in that, she is everything you won't see in most folks behind keys. Ever. Within the first or second song and about my twentieth shot, I captured something I haven't seen before and probably won't capture again until their return. It's the thumbnail used here and the one forever stamped in my head when I think of keyboard bad-assery. Hyperbole? Maybe, but when she lugs the Casio off stage to pick up her Telecaster, everything starts to spiral into another form of greatness. Hyperbo…not really.
A favorite photo trope of mine is to freeze hair in motion in a photo, an undersea image captured on stage. The sentient hair game on this flight went above and beyond what I expected, climbing up to Gorgonian heights. Tried my best to keep up, let alone capture it properly in some low light, but when the clouds parted, decent visibility provided plenty of it and you can see in the gallery.
I'm focusing on plenty of visuals, but that's what Prism Bitch provides in addition to their catchiest of tunes.