I saw Mike Doughty
at the Great American Music Hall last night. The show was him and an acoustic guitar. And singing. He can phrase a rhythmic turn like none other. It wasn't the magical ecstasy that was a Soul Coughing
show, but it was great to hear some of his new songs. The crowd was surprisingly unruly, constantly shouting out the names of Soul Coughing songs. I'd like to hear Buddha Rhubarb Butter
as much as the next guy, but geez people - he's got a show to do.
His site is good.