Posted on 04/23/2008
Last night, at a small indy record shop known as
Other Music in New York City's East Village, a reunion show took place. There was a modest line around the corner of a crowd that was hard to peg: a handful of thirty-somethings, some in their early twenties, some teens, some ex-backpacker types, some suits, some speaking in various languages, black, white, indian, asian. Everyone waited patiently...