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Class Of 2015: Halestorm

“There’s a huge appetite for rock’n’roll right now,” reckons Lzzy Hale, and Halestorm are the tastiest band around.

Once upon a time, not so very long ago, if you ventured into Times Square you took your life in your hands. In the 1970s, and indeed well into the 80s, this area of New York City was a virtual no-go area, a red-light district in all but name, teeming with pickpockets, hookers, junkies and sleazy, sweaty middle-aged men ducking in and out of the various peep shows, porn theatres and X-rated video shops that dominated the Midtown Manhattan topography.

These days, in stark contrast to the district’s squalid past, Times Square looks like Disneyland. College students dressed as Mickey and Minnie Mouse, Elmo, Spider-Man and assorted bright yellow Minions pose for tourist selfies; body-painted showgirls in thongs and stilettos hand out theatre fliers; and that odd (half-) Naked Cowboy character permanently installed in the area walks around in his pants, singing songs that no sentient life form could possibly enjoy.


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