Sunday, November 8th, 2009
I’ve never experienced anything quite like an Avett Brother’s concert. It was September 30th and I had caught the Go Train from Aldershot into Union Station earlier that afternoon, making my way by foot to the Horseshoe tavern on Queen Street. Sitting outside the bar, reading up on some 19th century Victorian lit and enjoying a pre-concert fish and chips and a pint of Stella, my foot taps to the imagined beat of the genre-defying, neo-Americana Avett’s music playing over and over in my head.