Funk, maybe. Rock, adamantly. Candy, manifestly, for acolytes of guitar god Joe Bonamassa and his all-star pals, whose four-night party of 70s-style jazz fusion is sold out, as usual—except for standing room, which is first come first served. —E.E.
Funk, maybe. Rock, adamantly. Candy, manifestly, for acolytes of guitar god Joe Bonamassa and his all-star pals, whose four-night party of 70s-style jazz fusion is sold out, as usual—except for standing room, which is first come first served. —E.E.