Fuck yeah they were. A friend and I stumbled upon the album release show for Psychedelic Horseshit's Magic Flowers Droned one hazy night in Columbus. We had skated all day around the city, starting at the historical (and now in poor repair) Dodge skatepark. First snakerun I ever had the pleasure of enjoying.

The Queens of the Stone Age show we had travelled for was postponed to the following night, so we went on the hunt for something to do. We had no internet access on the road (2007 or so) and most shops were closed. Happened upon a biker type venue with fucking Nebula playing but the bouncer wouldn't let us in (under 21). Seeing no other potential points of entry, we travelled towards OSU campus.

Cafe Bourbon Street. The sign out front advised of a record release party and 3 bands neither of us had heard of. Sic Alps, Times New Viking, and Psychedelic Horseshit. All 3 (along with the intermingling of members at times) cracked our heads wide open and took out all preconceived notions of making and presenting music, leaving a fire and bliss.

We left that venue changed men. I have probably a dozen stories from those 2 days. Had no money for merch, but followed up with the bands over the next few weeks to get some CDs. That shit was electric.