At a sold out show at Roseland Ballroom on a cold, windy, rainy night
in New York City, about 3500 people stuck their middle fingers up in
the air and sung “Fuck You” as loud as they could in
Lily Allen’sdirection. No one was thinking about their wet socks or the broken
umbrella they’d need to replace in order to get home. This was the
climax in what ended up being one of the best shows I’ve been to in
years.
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