This was a bit of a risk from the sound of it, but I tried it anyway. There were 2 large screens showing film of people doing various kinds of manual labour in Vietnam. Below the screen, Phill was on the left behind some Mac laptops and equipment, and 5 guitarists sat in front and played what sounded like the same loud note. There were very subtle shifts in sound, but it would be stretch to call it music.
The guitarists stopped playing, but there was very little difference after they stopped, as electronic sounds continued, accompanied by a saxophonist who walked around Rollins Chapel bellowing the same note. I had forgotten how loud a saxophone could be
I left early, and I wasn’t the only one who did.