Everytime I Say...Really, You Wrote That Song?

So we went to Alison Krauss last week at the Mullins Center. The Gazette had done a big piece about how the Mullins is making a push to be a major concert venue, and part of that is reconfiguring the space for different shows. For this show, they split it lengthwise and had seating for perhaps 3,500 or so. It worked remarkably well; I barely recognized it as the same place we'd seen the Pixies (in a traditional arena-show configuration).

The show itself was really good as well, though it certainly veered into pure cheese from time to time. And I was terribly disappointed to learn that she wrote that awful, awful song "When You Say Nothing At All," which would be perfectly in place in a really bad action movie's love sequence -- a movie called something like Top Force or Action Five. But a great deal of it was incredibly good -- great musicians playing terrific songs. And Jerry Douglas is indeed amazing on the dobro, though I admit to having little to compare to.

Tonight: Rilo Kiley. Two shows in a week -- must be crazy. Or done with the semester.