Gouge away at pics from the Pixies’ visit to Bricktown.
I was born less than a year prior to “Doolittle”’s April 1989 release,
so I imagine if I’d have heard it then, it would’ve likely damaged my
little ears much worse than when I walked past the stage-level speakers
in the photo pit last night.
Absolutely inhuman sounds blasted from them, a mix of Frank Black’s snarling caterwaul and Joey Santiago’s damaged guitar playing. If you like your noise just as much as you like your pop hooks, then Bricktown was the place to be last night. Check out my photos: