Arts & Culture
Overpade’s Soundtrack to a New Generation
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I’m sitting in the basement of the Lodge Co-op, sinking into the rips of a couch, when enters the ethereal Overpade. Immediately there is an electric pulse that zings around the room, and the band excitedly moves to welcome them. Introductions are made, and we venture up the stairs, out of the shadowy basement, stumbling upon a pillow forted living room. Blankets spear the air held up by long tree branches, and a light illuminates the fort from the inside out. We settle down on the squishy pillows littering the floor, getting ready to open the Pandora’s box that is September’s Spirit.