Never in my life have I been so delighted to be screamed at in a very meaningful, musical way and hit in the face with a microphone cable. Standing front and center with a camera at so many shows can make the concert going experience lose its luster, but I was wowed (NOT in a compilation of Owen Wilson saying “wow” way). Gary War’s opening set tied in perfectly with John Maus’ high energy showmanship that whipped the crowd into a synchronized and emotional quasi-pit. All the faces in the audience were completely captivated, mine included.
by Hayley Robertson
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