Last night, Panda Bear got a shot in the ass.
He was about to play the first show of a sold-out, two-day stand at the 930 Club, a Washington, D.C. room so legendary it houses its own museum of LPs and CDs by almost every band that’s performed there since 1980, a real-time map of musical evolution. It was the ninth night of a two-week run with Toro y Moi, the first stateside Panda Bear tour in nearly six years.
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