Taylor Swift at Gillette

The rain softened her, keeping the latter half of the evening brisk and especially heartfelt. Even the show-stopping moments where surprisingly moody. When fireworks popped during “Dear John,” the ensuing smoke, thick with the rain, hung low over the crowd and briefly obscured the stage. Read James Reed's review.
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James Reed, Globe Staff
The rain softened her, keeping the latter half of the evening brisk and especially heartfelt. Even the show-stopping moments where surprisingly moody. When fireworks popped during “Dear John,” the ensuing smoke, thick with the rain, hung low over the crowd and briefly obscured the stage.

Read James Reed's review.