Two shows in Chicago that seemed at first glance to be about as far as ou can get on the spectrum that is “roots music”. Rose has been doing this since his days in the overtone-laden minimal psychedelia of Pelt and his demeanor on stage is of abject seriousness, staring a hole in his acoustic guitar and barely communicating with the audience at all, letting his instrumental music fill the air and get perceived for what it is, removed from his personality. Borges has three albums out, two on Sugar Hill, and her voice, like a huskier...
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