There’s no getting around it. Here in New England, we’ve officially passed into the chilly months. Night are below freezing, the grass is frosted white in the mornings, and the very last stalwarts are finally giving in and turning the heat on. But if you—like me—are continually grasping for that last bastion of warmer weather, troubadour Matt Costa has thrown us a lifeline. “Call My Name” off of the soundtrack to Orange Sunshine is the kind of old-school, surf-tinged love song that would be right at home next to a bonfire on a beach in California. With the texture of…
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Photos by Carrie Johnston [M]att Costa is the musical equivalent of a contemporary Hollywood romantic comedy. He makes good kids smile and bad kids cringe. Now, it’s perfectly natural for couples to get cuddly, even make-out-y at a concert, but the critical mass of either (attempted) ballroom dancing, making out, cuddling, and looking longingly into one another’s eyes was enough to make Hugh Grant throw up in his mouth a little. Costa even employed an Anna Karenina lookalike (his wife?) to do little more than play tambourine, making the boys swoon and the girls wish they’d die and come back…
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