“Yet nothing could have prepared New York for “You Made Me Realise.” Lasting a full quarter of an hour, the song’s (in)famous coda degenerated into a righteous, all-conquering wail. Staring down the roar from the center of the mezzanine felt like witnessing a F-14 take-off, or a tornado blow through Broadway. The hair on your arms fell back against your skin; your jeans rippled. A 40-something woman in sunglasses ran from the mezzanine clutching her ears, leaving her date stranded at their reserved table. Raising your hands in the air, it felt as if you might lift off over a sea of awed faces to hover idly in the jet stream.”

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MBV, OMG! My Bloody Valentine Rocks The Roseland

(I can’t wait for the show tonight.)