
Coming off a lackluster performance on Conan, Ghostland Observatory reminded me why I fell in love with them to begin with: their live show. The tent was overflowing both with people and anticipation for the Austin duo. After they took the stage guys fist-pumped and girls grinded to the voice of Behrens and beats of the cape-clad Turner. Throwing a festival? Consider Ghostland Observatory your silver bullet against boredom.



