Out under the stars, Jenny Lewis' songs about God, love, family and travel sounded divine. Her coutry-tinged rock 'n' roll, even at its most bar-room raucous, gave the impression of a fireside gathering led by a counselor with a flair (and great talent) for the theatrical.
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Lewis confidently owns her solo status these days, and does well with a gang of lanky, long-haired gunslingers (including her live-in beau Jonathan Rice) assembled to execute her vision. The set's best moment came with "Acid Tongue," where Miss Lewis, accompanied by a motley choir that included a still-hatted Conor Oberst, led the crowd in sing-along.