To round out last weekend, once everyone was thoroughly wiped, we headed west to the Troubadour to see our good friend Tiffer McFunpants who is currently taking in the sights across the country as tour manager/logistician/manhandler/merch girl/general road dog for Austin Lucas. They are on tour with Dawes, and Langhorne Slim, both bands I do not particularly care for and did not see.
Aside from seeing Chris, which is always a pleasure, Austin played a very fine set, including some new songs that hint at more goodness to come. It would indeed have been fun to see him as part of the Revival hug-fest, but his particular brand of bluegrass-country-folk, and his outstanding voice are best appreciated as a solo performer. He held the attention of a rapidly filling house, and this is LA, where we notoriously don't give a fuck.
Then, finally, we got some sleep, woke up, and started all over again. Then Peter Carlson took a shit on my parade, but that is a whole different story...
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