A casual glance at the group Tyvek when they first take the stage might disarm you. Where's the egos, where's the Marshall stacks, where does the drummer sit? Who cares? Rock and roll music should be enjoyed; dance, laugh, make merry. By the end of the set you will have forgotten these trivialities. In the words of Haphash and the Coloured Coat, "a mind blown is a mind shown."

Songwriter Kevin Boyer recruited friends Matt Ziolkowski and Larry Williams, who had never played music in a group before, to form a band back in 2004. After a few months of training in the attic, Ziolkowski (drums), Williams (bass), and Boyer (vocals, guitar) unleashed Tyvek on the city of Detroit and discerning listeners around the globe have perked their ears. The relatively untutored nature of the group laid out a course both similar to, and influenced by, the free-spirited world of sixties and late seventies/early eighties DIY punk. Simple and relentless rhythms provide the perfectly raw backdrop for a frenetic style of singing and the unhinged and jagged guitar lines that almost careen out of control. Instruments drift in and out of the intended tempo, psychedelic vertigo may occur, and yet well-crafted and eminently catchy songs keep things, just barely, from descending into madness.