2007

The Green Apple Music Festival started out a disaster for me personally.

First I slept through Thursday night’s kickoff show, an acoustic affair with the Benevento-Russo Duo, when a planned short nap before a midnight ramble became an unplanned 10-hour slumber through the night. Then Friday evening arrived, and the usually reliable and talented Grace Potter put on a less-than-stellar show with the Nocturnals at Southpaw, complete with three extremely creepy, balding middle-aged dudes taking as many pictures of her as possible — not a fun vibe trying to peek through compulsive masturbators to watch a show.

So I turned to the free shit to break me out of the funk. As we mentioned yesterday, the Green Apple organizers planned several sets gratis outside Grand Central Station for the second straight year, an oasis of quality tunes in a big, bad city. So I headed up to the makeshift hippie enclave for an Earth Day street fair to meet up with some good friends and try to salvage a piss-poor beginning.

Read on for more photos and videos from the sunny day in NYC…

We’re pretty geeked up about this weekend’s Green Apple Music Festival, even though overall enthusiasm for the event can only be considered “tempered” at best compared to last year. Organizers expanded the

Spanning the four months between the Coventry Disaster and New Year’s 2004, I somehow found myself on an unplanned, unconscious live music hiatus. The only performances I caught in person took place under the pavement while riding

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Here’s a little something to fire up the weekend: Mike’s Groove from Big Cypress. Back in the swamp, I had just moved to the side of the teeming masses as

This summer, two bands without ironic names have been booked to play the McCarren Pool. And some hipsters are fucking pissed about the booking. Umphrey’s McGee and the Disco Biscuits