Open air concert on a warm, starlit night with no cigarette smoke (well, not much) or sticky floors... what more could you ask for?
The most completely enjoyable concert by far, even with Bono flu-ridden and bald. No Doubt's show at the Coliseum comes a close second.
This is the disc that reminded me of why I listen to music: an extraordinary set of inventive, beguiling tunes with no massive production to get in the way.
Great songs, very real atmosphere; why so many people hate this band is a mystery to me, unless it's because Liam Gallagher is kind of a jerk.
Kind of a scruffy, sticky place that can make you sweat off a few pounds, but with all the good places shutting down, this is one of the few surviving clubs that still has good ambience and acoustics for live music.
She makes you think that Wonder Woman is not a fictional character. Megan of the Salteens is a babe, too.
Who needs Jimmy Page or Carlos Santana when we have a guitar player that sounds better than both of them!
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