“you’re like a party i heard through the wall, invite me”
if i wasn’t already convinced that annie clark (st vincent) was a total bad ass, then last night totally convinced me. totally the most enchanting concert i’ve ever been to. the only way i can describe her sound is if the bronte sisters wrote screenplays for science fiction movies, annie clark would do the soundtrack.
going to concerts solo. there is something so incredibly liberating like swinging your head around in anonymity at a concert. mouthing the words and shuffling your feet just for your own pleasure, it’s something i need to do more often.