How many things cost only one-third more now than they did seven years ago? Concert tickets, following their stratospheric mid-90s leap (another reason to hate Don Henley) may actually have leveled out in the first part of the 21st century. When the Old 97s play the 9:30 next week, they'll be charging only $5 more face than they did back in 2001. (Good seats still available, incredibly.) These guys have kids and mortgages! How can they do that?
Here's my review of their reassuring latest, Blame It on Gravity, from today's Weekend section. I haven't been able to find it on the Paper of Record's web site
anywhere except for right here.