So, the venue opened an hour late, which I've been told is the norm. That didn't really bother me, but what did was that I only got to see the first 2 bands play and only witnessed 10 minutes of what sounded like a fantastic performance from A Silver Mt. Zion before having to leave to catch the last train out.
The first act, Stefan Nemeth, was average at best. I got to witness the guitarist strum a single note and rub his chin thoughtfully while headache-inducing static filled the room. They were far more appealing than the next band, however.
Vic Chesnutt was horrible. His music wasn't even okay enough to be called mediocre. His phone continually went off while he played and he joked around about it. He needed to turn it off and DIDN'T. It detracted from his boring songs that were failed attempts at wit lyric-wise. He continually referred the audience as motherfuckers…