
Aaaaaaah, Crowded House. When I saw them pop on the list of possible shows to review I jumped at the chance, more out of a weird sense of nostalgia, instead of... Being an actual fan. See, I don’t actually own any Crowded House records (actually, I think I may own one), but I remember them being a mainstay on the radios in my sisters’ rooms when I was growing up. What made it even better was that my sister, who lives out of town, was visiting the date of the show and I managed to convince her to come along. The funny part? Between the two of us, we could only remember maybe five or six Crowded House songs.
“Well, chances are they’ll play those ones at least, so we’ll know something…”
After a...










