The 230,000 fans that shuttled into Corona Park two weekends ago composed easily the most apathetic crowd ever to weather a three-day rock festival. The bands dutifully provided them with one thing, but the acrowd was here for another—the daily sermons by Reverend Billy Graham: a cardigan throwback, in the age of the megachurch, to the days of quaint televangelism, leading what might be his final Crusade revival meeting. Watching even the celebrated Christian acts that accompanied Graham was a bit like enduring the dull pageantry of an uninspired undercard simply to prove yourself worthy of witnessing the main-event prizefight. There on the stage were a succession of lightweights,... More >>>