Written by: Geoff Tischman

Ween are back.

And they’re weirder, wilder and cooler than ever.

I shot the Dean Ween Group a few months ago but I had never seen an actual Ween gig before.

The experience was unsettling, bizarre and wholly satisfying.

Truly one of the most idiosyncratic bands of the last 30 years, Ween defy categorization, but that’s what makes them so special. Falling somewhere between Frank Zappa and The Replacements, they play post-ironic post-punk with heart, soul and a glint of lunacy.

The Pennsylvania band, which was formed all the way back in ’84, quietly reformed earlier this year and the sold-out show at the Capitol Theatre in New York–all three shows at the venue sold out immediately–proved that they’re still very much in demand by their fans.

The set-list reached back generously through the band’s catalog and every number was played with a feral and ferocious energy. “Buckingham Green” was jaw-droppingly good; “I Can’t Put My Finger On It” was ramshackle perfection and “Beacon Light” was a straight up winner.