I'll be glad when we're seeing 2020 in hindsight. What else, what else?
Heartbroken at the death of one of my favorite young singers, Justin Townes Earle. I remember Robyn asking if I wanted to see him—his dad doesn't do much for me, she said, but I really like the son. We went to his shows several times over the years, at Webster Hall, a park in Brooklyn, City Winery, maybe another one or 2?
A good songwriter, a good musician, with a voice that went straight into your heart. A new-fashioned old-fashioned country singer.