CENTERSTAGE

The last stadium rock concert I saw was the first Farm Aid benefit, back two years ago in Champaign, Illinois, just a week or so after John-Boy Mellencamp’s Scarecrow came out. It rained, and the Beach Boys were awful, but JCM won me over—he only sang four or five tunes, but he sang ’em bouncing off walls like a squash-ball wired on No-Doz.