Paul Robicheau
What could have simply passed for a nostalgic classic-rock spin turned out to be an expansive smorgasbord, frustratingly uneven at times, yet given to flashes of fervor and surprise.
The Rolling Stones were still up there, sounding vital, and that alone delivered satisfaction.
Saturday’s performance made up for a rain delay withthe longest single set since the band’s millennium-greeting Everglades marathon.
Wilco went all-in this year for a personal bond, inviting internet-culled winners onstage for live-band karaoke with the group.
The guy who once seemed dangerous and mysterious as frontman for Jane’s Addiction proved earnestly accessible to fans.
The best (or worst, depending on your preferences) aspect to Boston Calling has become its attention to youth-centric subcultures that have blown mainstream in DJs/electronic music and hip-hop.
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