As the sound of a soul-funk emcee roaring like a crazy man boomed over the Pageant's soundsystem, Ben Folds and his four-man backing band ran around the stage. They climbed over their instruments, made lots of clanging noise, acted ridiculous - the piano man even shook his tush toward the audience -- and generally incited (and exhibited) the kind of panic usually only found at area grocery stores before winter storms. Click here to continue reading Annie Zaleski's review of
Ben Folds at the Pageant. Photos by
Todd Owyoung.
