SUSTO

I saw this band last night at my boy Boyd's bar, The Law Office Music Hall, in the Trill, Yorkville, IL. 

Not only was I completely fucking enamored with their musicianship and chops and all around adorability, they closed their set with "Chillin' On The Beach With My Best Friend Jesus Christ", and I shat myself. To make the intimate even more intimate, Justin (lead vocals) performed the song solo, allowing the rest of us buzzed bastards to sing along. 

I judge the quality (and girth) of a band by how quickly they adapt to their audience, and SUSTO was a participating member of the audience the fucking exact second their soundcheck started. I've never wanted to adopt so many white people in my life. 

If you become adamant fanboys of any band today, let it be SUSTO. And I've decided they are named SUSTO, in all caps, because they are the embodiment of sensual gusto, alas SUSTO.