It is not bluegrass. It has a banjo, and a tall bass, and assorted iconic implements of the folkie/jazzbo/grasshole designation. But beware! These are wielded by notorious local deviants BEEFUS. At a BEEFUS show, you never know if you'll get a soundless pantomime of skull surgery, madrigal choirs to sullen elder squid, or never-before-heard spazz poetry, all accompanied by the band's unique approach to lyrics and song arrangement. The floor might bubble, the walls might smoke, the Seven Dark Lords might arise. Stab the duck, shave the ape, unplug your ear-pits and prepare to receive the sweet lies of BEEFUS!