Birushanah - Akai Yami
Birushanah are one of the stranger bands I’ve come across. Even at 924 Gilman St., an intimate venue that reduces icons to mortals, they puzzled me. Their setup consisted of drums, fretless bass, guitar, vocals, and makeshift oil drum percussion. Songs were long and intricate, yet seemingly randomly thrown together. Vocals teetered between yowling and...