Dave Matthews Band

It’s very chic for connoisseurs of “cool” music to trash the Dave Matthews Band. Yes, they crank out jammy songs that tend to be indistinguishable from one another, they’re so prolific they come off as annoyingly ubiquitous, and they attract inebriated throngs of former Greek system undergrads to their shows. But you should be thanking their asses: DMB’s three-show run at the Gorge every Labor Day weekend means these same people won’t be showing up for Dylan or Neko at Memorial or stumbling around one of Bumbershoot’s smaller stages. And you should also lighten up and consider both their roots (they slaved away on the bar band circuit for years before attaining mega-stardom) and where Dave’s put down his (Wallingford). Plus, best of luck assailing the bang—three-hour concerts are de rigueur—they give their fans for the buck. MIKE SEELY

Sept. 3-5, 6 p.m., 2010

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