Art & Aux "I Just Want to Mosh With My Friends" Is Atlanta’s Most Cathartic Meltdown Disguised as a Show
- Art And Aux
- Jun 30
- 2 min read
Updated: Jun 30
By the time the kick drum rattles your sternum and the strobes turn the room into a low-budget rave-meets-wrestling match, it’s already too late—you’re in it. “I Just Want to Mosh With My Friends” isn’t a show in the way your mom understands live music. It’s an experiment, a sugar crash, a 3D-rendered nervous breakdown held together by basslines and good intentions.
Held deep in the underbelly of Atlanta’s DIY scene, where venue locations pass like whispered secrets and every show feels like it could be the last before the fire marshal catches wind, this gathering thrives on chaos. Here, breakbeats ricochet off peeling brick walls, jungle loops warp into glitchy mush, and friends hurl themselves into each other like we’ve got something to prove—and maybe we do.
The lineup reads like a warning label for your eardrums: Garbage for Lust’s distorted shrieks cut through layers of reverb like a bottle breaking on concrete. No Eyes drops electronic sets stitched together with raw edges—there’s rhythm, but it limps. Lacochino lures you in with beats that sound like they were ripped from a haunted club night inside a video game glitch. And Thien Dragon—turning the space into a pixelated fever dream of 3D visuals, cracked techno, and aching melodic undercurrents designed for stomping and sweating, not just standing around.
It’s not about set times or tight soundchecks—those things dissolve the second the first bass drop blows out your expectations. You’re here to mosh with your friends. Or strangers who feel like friends after two hours of shared tinnitus and mutual near-death collisions on the dancefloor. No one’s taking selfies, no one’s pretending this isn’t weird—this is the underground as it should be: clunky, sweaty, a little dangerous, entirely ours.
Event Details:📍 Art & Aux x Railroad Earth, Atlanta — RA Listing Here🎧 Watch a glimpse of the madness on YouTube💥 Come ready to mosh. Or at least to get weird.
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