[This comes from frequent contributor Gilles LeBlanc. – AC]
I am starting to come around to the fact that concerts may never, ever go back to being the same again. Don’t know if I can see myself doing the drive-in thing, no matter how retro kitsch. If At the Drive-In aren’t going to reunite to play one, what’s the point really?
I’ve become pretty blasé about live streams too, but that probably has more to do with Zoom meeting fatigue. One exception however has been Post Malone’s all-Nirvana covers set he did way back in April as a fundraiser for the WHO. I was one of those who had been indifferent towards Mr. Post pre-pandemic; I had heard “rockstar” and knew that kids today were into him like I adored Kurt Cobain as a twentysomething. Oh, and the face tattoos of course, although over the course of 75 or so minutes Post Malone proved to me how he’s so much more than that.