The encores kept coming, as a three-month summer rolls in with a solstice and maybe Blue Oysters, and even with ninjas and their — boo — only foam sticks. But smog, as in that monster, was the star earlier this week. And not from a light show at a concert. The color of that sun paled by comparison to the smell in the air.
With summer and its 90-or-so days of concerts here almost as we speak, it is time for encores of more […]