CMJ is fast becoming one big, blurry memory, but here are a few moments — in no particular order — that haven’t completely evaporated yet.

The Brunettes and Cut Off Your Hands‘ shows at the New Zealand showcase at the Delancey. Their sets were short, but song for song, they were two of CMJ’s best concerts.

Dynasty Handbag’s incredibly messed-up, love-it-or-hate-it performance. Her schizophrenic, strangely endearing multimedia show won over a crowd of sweaty noise dudes, to the point that two crawled up and sat on the corner of the stage, watching her with something that approached awe.

Annie Clark’s dance of the seven guitar pedals during the St. Vincent show. Part graceful, part possessed, it was impossible to take your eyes off of her.

Being told by Warn Defever just before His Name Is Alive went on stage that he was instilling a strict “no note-taking policy” at his shows, “right after this one.”

The guy with the giant balloon boobs at Tuesday night’s Lismore show got the CMJ festivities started in an unforgettable, borderline terrifying way (maybe this counts as two moments).