The attentionworthy, the craveworthy and perhaps the occasional unsavory, in and around Columbus, city...sleeper hottie of the Midwest.

Aside from phenomenal people watching, one of the most enjoyable things about Rock on the Range 2013 was, surprisingly, the low number of cell phones up in the air during each set. True, I had my Canon on hand—but it was the first time in a long time that I was inspired by the crowd to take in the sights and sounds without too much buzz. Being in the moment was good enough. 

Read more here: Concert review: Party Like It’s 1994 or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Rock on the Range, by Brad Keefe.