Saturday, Sept. 22
with Damien Jurado
and Joel Elliot, local from Hamilton (who I missed – footnote 1)
Pepper Jack Cafe
Half way through his opening solo acoustic set, Damien Jurado told a hysterical story about a philosophical discussion with his young son Miles, which went something like this:
Dad, why do you play such sad songs?
I don't know. That's just what I do.
And people pay to see you play?
Yeah, that's how daddy makes his living.
So, you make them sad?
Yeah, I guess.
Dad, you are ripping them off!
I got to the Pepper Jack Cafe a bit late and missed the first part of Jurado's set (footnote 1), but as soon as I walked in the door it was obvious that this night was going to be exactly the opposite as Jurado's performance on Friday night in Toronto. First, the venue was tiny. Tiny to the point that I said, “whoa” out loud when I entered. The capacity was about 150-200 people, and it was not sold out.