There was music this week, two different bands who produced low, tender vocals without theatrics or abrupt dynamics. The men made challenging close harmonies sound effortless. Four selves, four voices, dissolved into one flow, a tranquil balance of love and detachment.
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Got the name of either one?
The first was a street band on a Saturday afternoon - didn't get the name. The second was a casual late afternoon gig at Starry Plough, and I think they were Lost Hippies.
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