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" &amp;quot;So like, this is their first show in a long time, right?&amp;quot; Yes, young woman in a floral-print dress standing next to me. This is indeed Outkast&amp;#039;s first show in a long time. Ten years, to be exact. Wait, where are you going? It&amp;#039;s only a half hour into the show. Bored, you say?  But, I mean, this is Outkast, arguably the greatest hip-hop duo ever. And it&amp;#039;s their triumphant return to the stage, at the Coachella festival no less. This is the first of a 40-plus-gig reunion run. You must be pumped? No? Really? Ah, I see. After having your synapses ravaged by DJ wunderkind Martin Garrix at the sensory-assaulting Sahara Tent this isn&amp;#039;t very exciting. You didn&amp;#039;t expect Big Boi and Andre 3000 to appear onstage, run through their menacing &amp;quot;B.O.B. (Bombs Over Baghdad),&amp;quot; only to spend much of the next hour inside a transparent cube revisiting their deep cuts and respective solo material. Okay. I get that. But I promise, in the final minutes of their show, even though most of the crowd will have walked the long &amp;quot;green path&amp;quot; to &amp;quot;Parent Pickup,&amp;quot; fed up by Three Stacks&amp;#039; snoozy &amp;quot;She Lives in My Lap&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;Behold a Lady,&amp;quot; they&amp;#039;ll perform their hit songs. You know, &amp;quot;Ms. Jackson,&amp;quot; &amp;quot;So Fresh, So Clean,&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Hey Ya.&amp;quot; Okay, so it might be totally unprofessional and anticlimactic when Andre asks if they have time for one more and then launch into &amp;quot;The Whole World&amp;quot; only to have the music cut out and him say, &amp;quot;I know it&amp;#039;s weird,&amp;quot; before he and Big Boi leave the stage. But hold on. Yes! That is Future. Hmm. He&amp;#039;s performing one of his songs at an Outkast show. A bit bizarre, you say. Fair enough. But hey, at least we now know his new album is coming out on April 22. He said it three times.  Janelle Monae is indeed a sweet surprise. Crazy how the crowd seems to enjoy her rendition of &amp;quot;Tightrope&amp;quot; more than anything performed by the headlining act. Okay, I&amp;#039;ll leave you alone now. But one last thing: can&amp;#039;t you appreciate how incredibly precise Big Boi and Andre&amp;#039;s rhyme patterns are? Isn&amp;#039;t it wild how after so much time apart they sound so in sync and cohesive? Still not with me here? Let down by this whole thing? I suppose the Outkast reunion did sound better on paper.  Carry on in your walk to parent pickup. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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