TV ON THE RADIO
BrilliantMP3s: Jack fricken' White!
TheFierceFace: Indeed.
BRLMP3S: That guy is the controller. He looks so famous.
FACE: More things look famous from side-stage, my man. You’ll learn that.
BRLMP3S: Justice looked pretty famous from the crowd of 12,000 people, who all seemed to be wigging out.
FACE: Did they chop up “Master Of Puppets” as part of their encore?
BRLMP3S: Indeed.
FACE: I love that.
BRLMP3S: It was magical. I wasn’t sure what it would be like to watch two guys press play on well-hidden laptops, but they had it figured out. They lorded over the crowd. Those two know how to make an island sound great.
FACE: A beautiful island, that.
BRLMP3S: So true. TV On The Radio were another favorite, and not just because they played in the best slot at any festival: as the sun was dipping below the Golden Gate. They were also extremely raw.
FACE: So it was light when they began, and dark when they finished?
BRLMP3S: Correct.
FACE: Culminating in darkness, I like that. It sounds like something you’d name a song ten years ago.
BRLMP3S: Ha ha.
FACE: How was Goldfrapp?
BRLMP3S: Terrible! The VIP was contractually empty.
FACE: Wha-a-a-a-a-t?
BRLMP3S: I guess no one in her band actually plays instruments live, it’s all a recording. They didn’t want anyone standing close enough to see, I guess.
FACE: And it was still that bad?
BRLMP3S: It was egregious, man! I was told to keep that on the down-low, FYI.
FACE: Better not blog that, then.
BRLMP3S: Good call.
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