I finally had a chance to take in a St. Vincent show in its entirety, last week at Largo, when the multi-instrumentalist, singer-songwriter opened for John Vanderslice before rushing out the door to catch a flight to support the Arcade Fire. In a word, her performance was breathtaking.
Deftly moving from confessional singer-songwriter fare on . . .
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