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Friday, September 28

Okkervil River at Webster Hall

You know what it's like, to have a band that you're kind of on the fence about. They have a few good songs, and maybe even a couple of great ones, and you definitely like certain things about them... but for whatever reason it doesn't ever fully click between you two. So you go see them live, just to settle the issue once and for all. Will you stay "just friends"... or will get into bed with them and fall in love—or, at least, in lust—for the long term?

Anyway, Okkervil River? We need to talk.

It's not you, it's me. Because, really, you put on a terrific, tightly-executed, high-energy show tonight, and the packed house at Webster Hall (not an insignificant number of people) were totally yours, singing along and swaying and dancing throughout your entire 90-minute set, which included:
A Stone
Unless It's Kicks
Our Life Is Not a Movie or Maybe
A Hand to Take Hold of the Scene
Plus Ones
John Allyn Smith Sails
For Real
and, I think,
Okkervil River Song
Black Sheep Boy #4
...and lots more that I didn't recognize.

Clearly, you have something special going on with a lot of fans. But although I'll definitely keep Our Life Is A Movie or Maybe and, especially, the excellent Unless It's Kicks in heavy rotation on my daily mixes, I'm afraid that's all I can give you for now.

Be well, Okkervil River. Stay in touch, OK?

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