Made it to Jones Beach Saturday, and still scurried back to Brooklyn soon enough to catch M.I.A.'s set (preceded by the yawn-inducing We Are Scentists - hey guys, experiment like your name implies you do) and the collegiate Siren Festival crowd, further making me feel old and out-of-moshing shape.

MIA came bouncing out to new material - more length in verse and chorus, complex hooks that revealed vocalizations I hadn't heard on Arular, and if anything a more jaded point of view. As caustic as her first record's underlying themes ran, she sang with melancholy between those grime phrases. There's less regret to these songs, whatever the reason.

Photos by "j.appleseed"

Labels: concerts

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