Stationed behind a synth and a microphone at the back of Incline/Decline co-organizer John Pritchard's apartment (inconspicuously labeled "Loft" for festival purposes), Ben Gascho's icy drone project Blonde Heir called the third night of the festival to order. Gascho played only three songs, but he didn't need particularly long to enchant his audience.
As the crowd trickled in, most hung to the sides of the room, content to let the drone pass through them as the crushing industrial claps and slippery oscillations found their way to the back of the apartment. Others meditated on Gascho's sonorous post-punk drawl and the lapping ambient noise while seated, rocking cross-legged, eyes shut, as if transported to some inner sanctuary of sacred noise and becoming one with each individual reverberation that passed through them.
As the crowd trickled in, most hung to the sides of the room, content to let the drone pass through them as the crushing industrial claps and slippery oscillations found their way to the back of the apartment. Others meditated on Gascho's sonorous post-punk drawl and the lapping ambient noise while seated, rocking cross-legged, eyes shut, as if transported to some inner sanctuary of sacred noise and becoming one with each individual reverberation that passed through them.
