A few years ago, it seemed "indie" bands (whatever that signifies these days) were jumping on the Hall & Oates bandwagon, covering their songs, declaring their non-ironic love for them. It was a tense time, especially for those of us who have loved the band since we were 7 years old and missing their two front teeth (I have the picture to prove it), but perhaps that's a testament to the longevity of their songs. Daryl Hall and John Oates knew how to create something instantly catchy out of the soul, R&B and punk of the late '70s, and even ventured into more outre territory — like Hall's 1980 solo album Sacred Songs, produced by Robert Fripp. See them in Allen so you can say, "I saw Hall & Oates in Allen."