Mazarin
After reading Seamus’ article on Blood Feathers, I recalled my first encounter with their drummer Feather Q, aka Quentin Stoltzfus, last summer. It was at Club Congress in Tucson, where I was diligently pounding beers awaiting Rogue Wave to take the stage. But before that would occur, I would have to be subjected to an opening band that I had yet to hear. Q’s band, Mazarin, took the stage and promptly proceeded to kick out the jingly jangles, echoey vocals, and dreamy riffs that sparked fire to my ears. I looked around the club in anticipation to see how the brotherly/sisterly collective was receiving the paisley-colored good vibes. Unfortunately there weren’t too many witnesses to relate to at this point in the night. Just as I was being pulled back into their psychedelic trance, the beers came a knockin’ on bladder’s door.
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