It is always a pleasure and a privilege to shoot Grant Hart, and see him play; he’s a genius songwriter, he’s one of the weirdest and most interesting people I’ve ever met, and as a photographer, he has one of those gorgeous, odd, sharp-angled faces that are fascinating, endlessly, to shoot. It was a lovely set.
Patty Hurst Shifter was loud and strange and wonderful, as always. Brett Harris, fresh off an unexpected stranding in New York City, played some new stuff that’s really fantastic; I haven’t seen him in some months and I forget sometimes how I love his stuff.
Full set is here.