The Wailers

In a sweaty and gently gyrating Concorde 2, the audience found itself dancing in its own little world as multiple parallel universes formed, matured and died as each Bob Marley classic rolled off the production line. This was music as communion with reggae taking the place of the hymnal, audience as congregation with each and every soul suddenly at peace with itself: not bad for a Thursday evening. This was music by the people, of the people and for the people. And if it got a little bit holiday camp at times, well, perhaps it was what the audience needed.

Concorde 2, 28 June 2012

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