Two of the best shows I saw last year were given by Charlie Parr, one of the upper midwest's better bluesman and recent honeree of the Star Trib's best albums of the year award. Never have I seen so many drunken hipsters singing about jesus as if they believed; never have I seen myself drunkenly clapping as I clapped that night. The crowd would have destroyed the Turf Club had he told us to, straight up.
So yeah. Charlie Parr is amazing. More amazing still is this hand shot video that makes the lighting look better than it probably was. (I was not at this show, which looks to have half of the TC's bluegrass scene on stage. Tear.)
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