a small spot of bleepy goodness

I went out to one of the Psy Ops nights at Substation. It was a pretty meh time, but with one shining exception: a young lady DJ from Portland who goes by Tyrannosaurus Bex. As I often do, I told her it was a nice set.

The dude before her was... not my cup of tea, except for playing what I'm pretty sure was Infected Mushroom. I may need more.