Please forgive me.
What I should be doing is writing some brilliant, pontificating post full of content and revelation to make up for the shorter, paler posts I’ve been making. Instead, the fact that I’m journeying up to Ann Arbor tonight to see A.A. Bondy play at the Blind Pig has eaten my brain.
So instead, I’m going to cop out by pointing you to a Daytrotter session by the man opening for Bondy, Mr. Willy Mason. I have never intentionally gone to a show to see Mason (nothing against him – he’s a fine songwriter with a strong voice), and yet this will be the third time I’ve seen him play.
Show review forthcoming.