I was going to write about my night with Cat Power at the Enmore last night. But then, Wayne and Sean pretty much summed up perfectly what I thought of the night. I’d never seen her before, but I walked out of the theatre thinking what I’d witnessed was a little… I don’t know. Odd? Flat, definitely. I hesitate to say ordinary, because she’s still Chan Marshall and she still has that voice. But yeah. Less then fabulous.
But I guess not every gig can be Okkervil River, right?
Also also, I WILL write about Laneway. I don’t have to do these things in order, do I? Never really have done, ever, so it seems a little pointless to start now.