Well Saturday GIRL TALK blew away the Roseland within the first 10 minutes of the show the stage was full of sweaty Indies gyrating to the heart pounding base blasting sampling of GIRL TALK. By the end the entirety of the Roseland was dripping with sweat and the smell of a high school grind off, I mean dance. Seriously pre-pubescent teens were dry humping each other to a tribute band dedicated to the Jesus Lizard .