The Vaselines


Glasgow’s greatest pop export (fuck you, Franz Ferdinand!), the Vaselines have reunited after 22 years and haven’t lost an iota of their unpolished luster, cheeky attitudes, or devilishly naïve-sounding voices. Basically, don’t think they’ve 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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