I can not convey, with appropriate levels of enthusiasm, how Totally _______ Psyched I am for this show. Tom Brosseau, in all of his vocal deliciousness, at The Triple Door (!!!) for twelve dollars??? Twelve. It would be a steal at twice that. Swear.
I could gush endlessly about the bell-tones of his voice, and the epic photography, and the time he and Mary came through Connecticut and crashed in my apartment, but I'll let the music speak for itself: check out his songs here, what the critics have to say here, and get tickets & technical info here.
See you at the show!