Keith Daniels: Vue

KEITH DANIELS: Vue

The music of Vue bounces like a needle in the grooves of a dusty, forgotten garage LP, breathed back into flailing life through the speakers of a dim bar under the freeway in San Francisco, where skinny kids with dirty shoes smoke countless cigarettes and plot world domination. It's sex, and drugs, and rock'n'roll, but not in it's "Behind The Music" forms. This is not decadence. Decadence is for people who've had the opportunity to choose who they fuck and what chemicals they intake. Vue are desperation...