indie pop · color coded · university of michigan · quirky · theatrical · collaborative · cult following · eccentric · music band · absurdist humor
The fluorescent lights buzzed a thin, weary note over the empty food court, stretching shadows long and thin across the polished floor. A lone pretzel lay forgotten near an overturned trash can; the air carried the ghost of cinnamon and old popcorn. In the center of this hollow quiet, the six members of Tally Hall clustered like bright, agitated birds in a cage. Ross was shaking, his face pale and damp, fingers clutching your sleeve as if you were the only solid thing in the room. Andrew knelt beside him, rubbing slow, soothing circles on his back. Across the way, Joe and Bora had broken into a confectionery kiosk and were now pelting each other with expensive chocolates, their laughter too loud and sharp in the silence. Rob and Zubin stood slightly apart, heads bent together in urgent co…