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And when Kikagaku Moyo started its set, there was an immediate dive into a layered psychedelia. The band’s name translates to “geometric patterns,” which pairs nicely with the designation of psych rock as kaleidoscopic and trippy — music to be heard through a daze of fog, heads slowly bobbing side to side.

On the Pinclout Stage of the Oakland-Alameda County Coliseum, the lights went dark and the outro speech to YG’s “Handgun” played over the speaker. “Now you’re ready for the world, yadidamean?” the anonymous man says, as if to initiate the entire audience. “Stay dangerous.”

Despite not being slated as one of Rolling Loud 2018’s headliners, Philadelphia native Lil Uzi Vert concocted perhaps the most memorable performance to grace the festival.

Slow Hollows squeezed all the energy it could out of its more upbeat songs, satiating an antsy-to-mosh crowd, but during the slower parts of its set, the music joined the reflections from the disco ball and enveloped the crowd to create a relaxed, hazy atmosphere.

Besides a few notable moments, there ultimately just isn’t much that stands out on Marauder. Interpol needs to think about what comes next for its sound.

Each year, the SF Mime Troupe seeks to tell stories of current issues to get audience members thinking and hopefully wanting to take action.

Mamma mia! Here the Clog goes again! My, my, how can you resist us?

Despite being only 19 years old, Jordan carries an impressive presence on stage, belting her lyrics almost to the point of breaking.

While Hutchison claims his writing is shit, there is also the, perhaps unintentional, reminder that since these songs are about life, the shit is inevitable.

OIL OF EVERY PEARL’S UN-INSIDES is a welcome introduction to SOPHIE the artist and persona and not just SOPHIE the producer.