Drew Daniel bounced around his table like an animated mad scientist leaning over his mixing boards, laptops and synths and frantically grabbing, mixing, and manipulating sounds. M.C. Smith sat at his table fingering his synth, and then strumming, scratching and hitting the strings on his guitar. Over their heads played a black and white video of a young blonde Adonis-looking character, masturbating in a hot tub. The juxtaposition of the imagery and stage antics was fitting while maintaining a certain awkward feeling. Surprise! It’s one of the moods this genre often seeks to create, or accentuate.