QR codes and masks were not a feature at my last Forum gig, but they were firmly ingrained in the standard routine as the crowds began to line up on a warm January Wednesday. After sitting empty for months, it was the injection of humans needed to bring music back to live (pun intended). 

It’s your typical story- girl meets boy, girl takes boy home to a party where boy is loved and accepted and boy no longer wants to return to outer space because he is no longer an outsider.