“I don’t know much about New York, but I know it’s fun,” yelped an eager Long Beach DJ named Ankle Sandwich in the packed Williamsburg ballroom. Encouraged by the outlines of a sporadically forming mosh pit, he spent much of the time hyping the crowd, when not visibly exhausting himself. More energy was to come. The DJ was the sole opener for Paris, Texas, one of the more striking rap duos to emerge, mildly re-formed, out of the midst of pandemic-era culture.