There are few women who conjure up the feeling of pure, unadulterated, obsessive lust in me like the one-and-only Grace Potter. Jetting out at 3:00 to see all of Grace in her hair-whipping, leg-stomping, throat-moaning glory and I simply cannot wait! My summer concert list is lining up perfectly.
What better way to kick it off?
She gives the people what they want...
...while letting her crazies fly free.
Jefferson Theater won't know what hit it. YES!
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