Blog: L.A. RECORD

In keeping with Curio's egalitarian populism, the night's artists hang out among the audience until their turn in the line-up. Then, like a Happening straight out of the '60s, they get up and do their thing, three feet away. Fortunately, it's the ideal venue for an artist like Shelley Short, whose gentle crooning and guitar plucking lulled the audience into a happy trance, as though she were gathering us all around some invisible campfire.