I paused to enjoy an in-store performance at the record shop on my way home.
An interesting blend of pure blooded French cafe crooning and dusty Americana. I wasn't surprised to discover her LP was produced by one of the Calexico guys. The violinist had picked up a couple of mysteries at the store earlier.
Was kinda bummed I couldn't make the show.
All the fun people were there- the whole Funk clan, Keith and Vera, Malik was behind the counter and Fred and Pedro were buzzing around helping the band with this and that.
She mentioned they'd pressed some copies on vinyl, but the wax was all torn up to make room for the show. I'll check back and see if there's a copy to blow some of my trade on.
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