On Sunday night, during an on-and-off downpour, the Gaslight Anthem played a stage propped on the edge of a scenic pier on New York's Hudson River. In front of them was One World Trade (the erstwhile Freedom Tower), a glowing behemoth pocked with financial district skyscrapers made almost diminutive in its wake. Behind them, just over the river, was their beloved New Jersey. And directly below them was a gang of their usually loyal Anthemheads, rendered on this night a little wet and, it turned out, maybe a little irritable for it.
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