jul 1, 2013 - snoozy Las Vegas residency

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The next twenty or so minutes... Christ, I don’t know. It’s hard to pick out distinct notes, but I’ll try to piece them together in some sort of string that makes temporal sense: Somehow, a set of stairs appeared by the platform and Opal was stomping down them. Somehow, Nev was holding his hand out to her, bowing down toward the African violet, taking theatrical sniffs. Somehow the two of them were playing off each other, wriggling back-to-back, lunging front-to-front, trading lyrics and growls and coos and winks. Somehow she fucked up his lame, yanked the moussed stiffness out of his hair with her fingers so he looked younger, wilder, oddly handsome again. Somehow he was playing the hell out of his guitar, and made me forget the Doritos commercial, or his head popping out of that apple pie, or 2013’s snoozy Las Vegas residency. Somehow they were twenty-something again, conducting the energy of a young, hungry audience.

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