watch | bonnie prince billy

I forgot to say how me and Liz took an eight hour road trip on a Wednesday after work maybe two weeks ago, to Lancaster, Pennsylvania, on a whim for some secret music. We met Kim, Jonny, Scott and Tim in an easy-sloping Amish country field, at the top of which was a barn strung up Christmas-style with garlic stalks for holly drying through the rafters. There was an easy country opener with a lady singer we missed and a Civil War style banjo/fiddle act we saw from an unhitched hayride wagon. There were plenty of locals high on pig roast and beers, jawing away with the crickets over the music, and that was fine. We saw the goats in the dark and Nacho the pig around the corner, and the spot where they weighed the eggs, before finding a quiet patch of lawn to stretch out on for the main event, which was Will Oldham trying out a set of new songs for a crowd who mostly couldn't have cared less. The lead guitar guy was cranked a little loud but Meg Baird made it all soft, putting on the harmony. And such control Will Oldham has over his voice, you would hardly believe. Every bend and pitch is right on the money and we stayed through the R. Kelly encore before driving home until almost five, gladly sick on grease and Diet Coke caffeine from Taco Bell/McDonald's detours. Went to work on Thursday, too. Here's a couple things we saw there. Turn the volume on the videos loud. They got muted some by the grass.



















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