Things I Will Miss: Vol. IV

This one makes me cry.

Over the past 2.7 years, I have taken advantage of the fantastic music scene that this fair city has to offer. I have seen almost all of the musical acts that I have wanted to see. Everything from American (e.g. Old 97s, Jack Johnson, Sufjan Stevens, John Mayer), to British (e.g. South, Coldplay, Arctic Monkeys, Editors), to homegrown Canadians (e.g. Andy Stochansky, Tragically Hip, Matt Barber, Royal Wood). There are very few acts that I have had on my *list* that have not come through the T-Dot in the past couple of years.

With one glaring exception.

That would be Mark Kozelek. I briefly mentioned this nearly a year ago. In fact, when my mother asked me this weekend whether or not there was a song that touched my soul (while driving with my parents to Bayfield and listening to Tapestry on CBC one), I responded with Byrd Joel by Red House Painters (aside: Eva mentioned Hallelujah by Jeff Buckley... Don thought that Rufus Wainright's version was better... turns out my parents may be cooler than I think...). If you haven't heard it and become curious enough to download it, darken the room, play this song, and just feel the gradual crescendo that occurs over the entire 6:25 of the song. Byrd Joel is the greatest song of all time, and I would give near anything to hear it live.

Wouldn't it figure that Mark Kozolek should be coming through town less than 2 weeks after I move away.

He's performing at Lee's Palace.

On my birthday.