“Sometimes, when I go to a concert, I can’t wait for it to be over. I buy the tickets, pay the TicketMaster surcharge, have a vodka dinner, put on comfortable shoes, and skip off to the concert hall, secretly hoping it won’t go on too long. I want one great encore, not three desperate ones. I don’t want to be a lab rat for new songs; I want to hear my favorite songs—and maybe an obscure B-side or cover of a Talking Heads or Beyoncé tune.” Hailey Eber
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