violent goodness

quickly folks, i need to go to bed.

And Sodom, South Georgia
Slept on an acre of bones
Slept through Christmas
Slept like a bucket of snow

iron and wine started out good. they played some acoustic tracks. it was the kind of good that makes you angry there is anything else. it makes you want to smash a beer bottle and demand this go on and on and on. do you know that delighted anger? i was enraged.

then they played a long indulgent experimental set that was like some kind of phish show nightmare. jamming. grrr. i went hoping for sodom, south georgia, and i got it, but i was surprised that the best song of the night was the creek drank the cradle's upward over the mountain. sam was great, but left me wanting, which maybe was the plan all along.

zzzzzzzzz.