Altho he gave himself a bad review, I thought it was a great concert. (And also, I don’t know why he thought the crowd wasn’t into it. The people at the end of our row were rocking out so hard, our entire bench was vibrating the whole night.) Hearing him solo, in a tiny venue like that, you can really concentrate on the lyrics.

Also fun: trying to explain rock history to my cousin. “See, before Nirvana, and the whole Seattle scene, there was Minneapolis and garage rock and Husker Du…”