So here’s the story. I once went to check out All Dinosaurs at this jazz club in Brooklyn, which was kind of weird because they aren’t a jazz band at all. I got there late, but being the cool dudes that they are, they weren’t mad. We ended up going to this party at a warehouse that was converted into practice space for circus performers. Totally bizarre. The point of the story illustrates the band fairly well, as they disregard clichés while burning a rock ‘n’ roll trail through unfamiliar terrain, harking back to a time when music was exciting, fresh and dangerous.