If you have never seen the Carolina Chocolate Drops live, you must immediately fill up your biggest thermos with tar-black coffee, get in the car and follow them to Indianapolis for their gig on Saturday.
Fidlar opened the night to a thinly gathered crowd. While super tight and fun to watch, I just couldn't get over their similarity to Jay Reatard's entire back catalogue.
Memories were made and lives were changed on Wednesday night thanks to Matisyahu and his songs of love, perseverance, acceptance and thankfulness.
The Magnetic Fields have amassed an army of loyal followers, and each one of us appreciates them for a different aspect of their eclectic catalogue.