I'm sorry to say that Cat Power's concert at the 9:30 Club last night was another heart-rending chapter in her sad history as a panicky, fragmented performer. It's always agonizing to watch someone on stage who clearly doesn't want to be there. I hope she'll get the help she needs. The club was sold out, so clearly her fans haven't abandoned her. Last night's audience struck me as uncommonly respectful, sympathetic and forgiving.
I reviewed the show for the Washington Post.