The eco-friendly black metal of Wolves in the Throne Room made it’s way to the toxic deathtrap lined with cute boutiques known as Greenpoint. Many hands were raised, possible devil horns thrown about with reckless abandon (who does that anymore?), and maybe – just maybe, a few lives were changed?
Serena Herick documented the evening with a bunch of photos that scream “we are fucking up the planet, and when it’s all said and done these dudes who make Mad Max look like a pussy are going to have their way.”
