I just got back from a funky little club in the Richmond called G3. Not much of a venue, but I'm excited because I was treated to an amazing performer.I went to see my friend and co-worker's act, Phonofly. They were tight. It being a Sunday night, I fgured on jetting as soon as they finished, but my buddy said he thought the next act would be interesting. So, I stayed. And I am glad I did.TERI UNTALAN. She had me absolutely transfixed for her first several songs, which she played solo. Then she had some quality players join her (on bass and drums). She was fabulous in this weird club on a very rudimentary PA with not nearly enough people in the house and terrible lighting. As she sang, I thought of several female vocalists of note, including, Emmylou Harris, but with more soul. As her set went on, I was thinking of Patsy Cline too. It was great. Spare guitar lines and poignant lyrics delivered with impressive dynamics and then she was a little playful too when interacting with the audience AND she broke out a viola for a few songs. Like a lot of music that I enjoy and respect, I found myself mentally filling spaces of some songs with leads and other flourishes. I don't know if she and other artists consider filling in their arrangements with more and then decide to leave things to our imaginations or not, but I've got much respect for compositions that have that kind of space. Here's a track that she said she'd be cool with me posting.