Cage The Elephant turned MGM Music Hall at Fenway into a sweaty, electric pressure cooker, ripping through their set with feral precision and zero wasted motion. Matt Shultz commanded the stage with wild-eyed intensity, pulling the crowd into every beat, every shout, every moment of chaos. It felt less like a concert and more like a full-body experience, the kind you leave hoarse, grinning, and already wishing you could rewind
Common People and Hey, Nothing opened up the show.
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