There is at least one group every festival where I ask myself, “What are they doing here?” Despite the hype that was given Pure Reason Revolution, I quickly deflated. Just basic drums and guitars, very muddled vocals, and some electronic whizzing in the background. No virtuosity to be found anywhere. I gave them three songs, and then ducked out to catch an early dinner at Sal’s.
(the aspiring writer, NOT the basketball player, or the politician, or the burlesque dancer, or the actor who played the son of the Smoking Guy on the X-files, or the other Chris Owens who rode the same school bus in the 6th grade)
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