Neon Collars makes you wonder - happily, for once - what they're teaching in the schools these days. The five-piece sometimes telegraphs its age in Franchelle Lucas' starry-eyed lyrics - planting seeds, trusting "intuition" and "guidance" - but with a voice that could stop traffic, she deserves a little leeway. Thursday night at Rocbar, Neon Collars opened for Peekaboo Theory and A Fetish Vendetta with a not-long-enough set that amounted to 35 or so minutes of potential. It was mystical and earthy, exotic and organic.With a heavy funk groove, guitar equally rooted in jazz and rock and soulful vocals as fierce as anything Sasha could belt out,
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