Wilco – Yankee Hotel Foxtrot, Jorma Kaukonen – Blue Country Heart, The Dandy Warhols – Welcome to the Monkey House…

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One’s favorite Beatle says a lot about a person. John fans are intellectuals, Paul represents the beautiful people, Ringo lovers go with the flow, and those who favor George lean toward the mystic and spiritual. An ardent Beatles buff and devout Hari fan, I have found these Beatle-based characterizations to be remarkably accurate, and the audience and performers at the Tribute to George Harrison at Spaceland Sept. 12 proved no exceptions.

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We flopped happily far up front at mainstage as lengthening shadows set the mood for My Bloody Valentine. Management was handing out earplugs at the gate and small wonder, since toward the end of “You Made Me Realise,” guitarists Kevin Shields and Bilinda Butcher (the latter impassive as a Xanax-bombed soccer mom) loosed a gorgeous fifteen-minute-plus feedback annihilation that was easily the loudest thing I’ve ever heard in decades of doting on amplified music. It was less a solo than a hideous (and hideously effective) evocation of nightmare; a compressed and aestheticized variation on the opening bombardment at the Somme, another historic din that produced few actual causalties.

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