Feeling bleak on a Sunday night? Perhaps you suffer from DDD: dancefloor dissatisfaction disorder. How many times is a person supposed to endure "Do You Really Want to Hurt Me?" before wanting a lobotomy, anyway? Check into the Disco Hospital! Austin's crack squad of anesthetic aestheticians are on call to heal the masses by exposing them to the original, more obscure synth strains that made the New Wave bug what it was, even before that term existed. And to distinguish between the doctor and the Cure, as it were, local and national bands play a range of synth-influenced music in between DJ sets. We found it helps to get our systems untainted of “Tainted Love" every once in a while. Contact: Sean O'Neal, 220-6959 or [email protected]
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