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Not sure how to describe it other than "they killed it." And watching the kill was so beautiful. Benjamin Verdoes's voice alone is a marvel, and every one of his songs feels alive and self-contained, like a creature. They're gorgeously punctuated, too—with silences, with unexpected harmonies, with stray wild riffs.

Benjamin is raising the band's 17-year-old drummer, Marshall—Trent Moorman describes that part of the band's story in The Stranger this week—and at one point Benjamin had the audience tell Marshall in unison to do his homework when the show was over. Verdoes then added, into the mic, "I don't want to get another email from his school in the morning." Marshall grinned bashfully. At another point, Benjamin said, "Isn't he beautiful?" On stage, the two have a kind of magical chemistry—a clear mix of hard work, good faith, and raw talent.

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Why was I so late to this boat? And why are you? You shoulda been there.

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