Beautiful review of a beautiful show! There’s very little to quibble with (although some of the racist tropes they take to task are a little on the nose, such as the Sheriff becoming the monster he always was, the truck full of rednecks, or the blonde-haired blue eyed quasi-Satanic cult); it’s incredibly well written…

Brilliant review of one of the most gut-wrenching and yet somehow hopeful Bill Callahan songs in the catalogue. I have a feeling he wouldn’t care what any of us think about this song or its obviously pain-soaked origins. True art is done for the sake of art; ars gratia artis. I have a feeling that he wrote this…