Steph and I went to see Ryan Adams last night at the Tabernacle. Front row of the loge. Pretty sweet seats. He played a full 3 hour set. Just an aging rocker dude with assorted guitars on a dimly lamplit stage. Between songs he interwove tales of sobriety. The loss of his brother. And some kind of friendship betrayal with Judd Apatow. He came off as quirky and irritable. But quick witted and well read. Kind of a thinking man’s rock star. Another friend who was there (female) said he was very dysregulated.
Still made for a cool date night. We should go to more live music. Brought back fond memories of when we went there to see Tracey Chapman. 🤘 🎶 🎸