My father named me, in part, after an Elvis Costello song. I know this both because he tells me and because he shows me, a microphone in one hand and a beer in the other, any time he finds himself within 10 feet of a karaoke machine.
My mother likes to tell me that she has seen God. That years ago, at the intersection of unspeakable loss and grief, what she felt in that moment convinced her to keep going. In listening to Julien Baker that afternoon, I felt something similar.
There are a lot of things the 20-year old R&B artist cannot do, but his Sunday evening set at Boston Calling proved that he definitely can, in the words of his “Homemade Dynamite - REMIX” partner Lorde, “murder a stage.”