I walked into the Granada last night toward the end of a set by a band with at least seven members, a lot of hair and - I'm pretty sure - a full horn section. I didn't catch their name, but the hirsute frontman, who wore a Davy Crockett-ish hat, made a big point about how he was actually homeless. In a sense, isn't every touring musician? -- I thought to myself as he left the stage.Mewithoutyou parted the tall grass to the Granada last night.
I'd timed my arrival to catch the middle band Dear H
