Even if begrudgingly, one has to give Collective Soul a certain amount of credit. While Live, Bush, and the other faceless acts of ’90s alt-rock had the decency to slink off to the delete bins long ago, the Stockbridge, Georgia, quintet keeps on giving ’er. It doesn’t matter that you and your Ting Tings–obsessed hipster friends couldn’t name a Collective Soul song if Ed Roland had that cattle-gun contraption from No Country for Old Men pressed to your immaculately coiffed head. All that counts is that the Commodore will be packed on Tuesday (July 8) with the same crowd that can’t believe that the Stone Temple Pilots have finally answered their prayers and gotten back together. As much as you are understandably tempted to, try not to judge.