Les Savy Fav:

The Sermon Tossed To The Crowd

words by Ryan Ffrench
photos by Randy Cremean

Somewhere in between Tim Harrington’s irresistibly libidinous (and scandalously pale) on-stage strip tease and his attempt to suspend himself from the rafters wearing only a cape and an oversized bird mask— somewhere in between his midriff-bearing gyration and the delivery of “The Sweat Descends” from atop the Emo’s bar— sometime around when he instructed the sold-out crowd of tattooed twenty- and thirty-somethings to repeatedly chant “We’re the Honey Bees”, the indie rock live show rediscovered its obsession with excess.