Ms. Brown - Quasar Wut-Wut

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After relocating from Detroit to Chicago in 1999, Quasar Wut-Wut took aim at Chicago’s club scene scoring gigs with national acts such as Pedal Steel Transmission, Apples In Stereo, the Lucksmiths, Local H, and the Waxwings; the hipsters responded with moving feet and scratching chins. What was this Quasar Wut-Wut? We like it, but what is it? On stage, frenetic guitar lines give way to swells of odd grandeur; the sarcasms of milkmen long dead meet inspired playing, finding manic grace inside folds of loose-limbed indie pop. When the Quasars play, you can imagine Edward Gorey picking up a Stratocaster and crosshatching the Pixies. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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