hardly strictly bluegrass, part three. conor oberst.
johanna and klara came out to sing lua with conor. it was beautiful, magical. those girls are secretly angel fairies, i know it.
a girl to my right threw a bouquet onstage for conor. he immediately scooped it up and offered it to a felice brother.
october fourth: hardly strictly bluegrass, part one. the cave singers, the felice brothers, and the evens. it took a little longer than i thought it would to get to golden gate park from the greyhound station, so i ended up missing out on all of jake bellows' opening set except for his last song. which i heard from the porta potties because i really had to go. but he sounded wonderful.