I reviewed Gillian Welch and David Rawlings's concert at the Music Hall at Strathmore last night for the Washington Post. It was great. It was better than that. There wasn't a bum note all night.
As we were waiting for the concert to begin, I saw a woman seated a few rows behind me reading American Pastoral by Philip Roth. My college pal Meredith Bragg, now a minor big deal of a musician, was at the show, too.