The occasionally reuniting '90s indie O.G.s Chavez opened the large Convention Hall room with a strong set of tense, angular crunch. Frontman Matt Sweeney, in torn jeans and a beat-up baseball cap, projected a sort of weathered anti-glamor. Guitarist Clay Tarver, who recently wrote this totally charming New York Times piece about being an indie-rock dad, gave his kids plenty ...
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