stage, families enjoyed a performance of Styx classics such as "Lady"

and "Come Sail Away." Infants danced on the lawn as dads air-guitared the

living daylights out of Tommy Shaw's guitar solos and moms swooned over the dramatic classics of yesteryear. 

the battlefield of lost corperate handouts and plastic drink cups now

mercilessly trampled underfoot, a massive audience easily twice the size

and a third the average age of the crowd watching Styx waited patiently

for MGMT to shock them "like an electric eel." Warmed up by a less-than-memorable set by New Jersey band Steel Train, the mob of slouchy, boot-clad teenaged girls screamed their ever-loving heads off as MGMT took the

stage in a cloud of fog and purple lights. Faux-feathered Native

American headresses swayed as the audience danced to the familiar

soundtrack to the sale of leggings everywhere. 

be told, MGMT made a believer of this casual fan. They played a very

strong set of both new and old songs, getting megahit "Time to Pretend"

out of the way early in the set and proving that there is a lot more to

them than the hit songs that chains like Urban Outfitters and American

Apparel absolutely beat into the ground a few years back and honestly

making up for a day of local market, semi-national acts. 

MGMT's set smoking the largest cigar I had ever seen.