mark growden; woodeye

was watching phil fagan's 2003 film of mark growden playing at the wreck room. growden's a performer my sweetie imagines as "the house entertainer from the cabaret at the end of the world" (imagine eddie vedder on belladonna reincarnated as a delta blues singer, or the unholy love child of jeff buckley and tom waits doing a fin de siecle lounge act) and he's now clean 'n' sober and touring again (altho he donwanna play clubs, which makes the memory of seeing him flamenco dancing atop the wreck room's bar while playing accordian all the more precious). biggest surprise in the vid, tho, was the snippet of growden (on bass sax) and his drummer playing "motel room" and rem's "country feedback" with woodeye, who'll dance their last waltz at the wreck this friday. just a reminder that it's wise not to take performers (or ppl in general) you love for granted -- there won't _always_ be another chance to see 'em.