At any rate, I got to see Mary Lou do a free show today, which was pretty fantastic. I meant to say how much I appreciated her coming out and playing, but I'm enough of a dork that I managed to forget even to ask what CDs she had with her. At thirty-six, I still can't talk to strangers, much less artists whose work I've admired for years. I'm guessing that shyness places a substantial drag on my "cred." Whatever.
The performance was still a bright spot in a week that's been a little lacking in them. Was good to see V- briefly, too. The real regret comes from not having thought to carry the camera.