too blind to see
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Artist:
It was almost just us when Blair went on at 8:30, one girl on a dirty bar stage. Lit from above by flashbulbs that spell "salvation," she says thanks for coming early, I'm going to play a few songs for you and then she does, straightaway. Her voice feels for the pitch, god, I almost cringe just with hope, it's that earnest. A few unsteady notes and she cracks, cracks but then blooms, warm & hollow, wavering like a memory in the far reaches. So lovingly vulnerable it turns me back to my beer, blushing and measuring my own mettle. Incurious arrivals, here for the bigger draws, chatter in the rear - they'll wait to be told what's good, unwittingly armed against what's great. Giving up their shot at finding true love.
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