Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Damnwell
I've known Alex Dezen (The Damnwells) for a really long time. We met in the meadow in Central Park in high school. I was the best man at his wedding to Angela (they called it the breast-man). I have always been a big fan of his music in the many incarnations it has taken over the years, but this is different. Some of the songs are the same, but he shows them from a different place, a place of quiet confidence and strength. It was a beautiful set the other night at Rockwood and although I am slightly biased, I feel like the music was reverberating out past the doors of the club, into the unconscious, bigger than just the person singing.
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