Pando at Bonnaroo, Day Three: On the festival's best evening yet, why do I feel like music is doomed?

"They want you to get lost." For the security guard I find myself sharing a joint with Saturday night, this is his tenth consecutive year working at Bonnaroo. We'll be killing time waiting for Mumford & Sons to finish their crude, capitalistic heist of Western folk traditions for at least another 45 minutes. That's when salvation will take the bodily form of the neo-soul demigod D'Angelo, sent to Earth to clear the miasma left by Mumford's recycled melodies, hanging in the […]

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