Glasgows greatest pop export (fuck you, Franz Ferdinand!), the Vaselines have reunited after 22 years and havent lost an iota of their unpolished luster, cheeky attitudes, or devilishly naïve-sounding voices. Basically, dont think theyve been woodshedding and getting all Jefferson Starshit since the days when Nirvana was covering their songs three at a time. Every sloppy, beautiful note is back in perfect form. With suddenly mega-hyped psych-weirdos Woods.
Sun., May 17, 8 p.m., 2009
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