Craig Hlavaty: If Z-Ro's surly Houston hip-hop was a great match with the brain-melting and draining heat on Saturday afternoon, then Valient Thorr's set around 6 p.m. was the cure. The group, led by Valient Himself, barreled through an hour of swaggery, Bon Scott-era AC/DC, setting themselves apart from the precious indie-pop and electro everywhere else. Asses were shaking in front of Thorr just as they were at Big Freedia hours before, to songs like "Disappearer" and "Heatseeker" from their catalog.

There was also this great moment where Himself jumped into the crowd for a sort of slow-motion seated mosh pit. It made sense in person. The band is always a solid draw in Houston, and the next time they come through, they should have plenty of Saturday converts in attendance.

Matthew Keever: Saturday afternoon, a few thousand people crowded around the main stage at Free Press Summer Fest 2012 to move their hips, sing along and add expletives to Morris Day and the Time's name, as has become commonplace. At one point during the performance, singer Day asked a stagehand to bring him a mirror, and he fixed his hair onstage, right in front of the crowd.

Don't worry, Mr. Day. From where we were standing, you looked and sounded great. We couldn't be happier to see the Time again. Now you'll have to excuse me, because I'm going to have a drink and watch Jay & Silent Bob Strike Back at least 20 times in a row.