she\”s from Seattle, WA and her accompanying guitarist may have been from band Whiskeytown, she had long drape of dark hair, would have been annoying drone one-tempo music except her voice was husky and twang-accented and quite gorgeous, her guitaring was rather simple but his was interesting, quite enjoyed despite derision of music store snobs’ table

from Red House Painters and Sun Kil Moon-whatever, reminded me of Townes Van Zandt and John Denver, FakeRockGirl said his voice would be like “butta” but the sound in the venue was unfortunately canned-sounding, he sang lyric-heavy crooning songs of despair, they were The People’s type songs but so fucking depressing-I was warned but fresh from my weekend of breakdown I couldn’t cope, it was him too-so obviously fucked up-tic-ing and cringing and shying from the crowd-shadowed eyes-apparently his last show there he freaked out on the crowd, FakeRockGirl’s friend had a “weekend” with him and when he called for requests he turned his head sharply in our direction when he heard her voice say calmly amidst the chorus of calls “Hey, Mark, could you play” and he played her request, the band boys were gorgeous but I wasn’t impressed until I heard they were from my best-name-ever band