
With a 10:30 AM call to doors at the 9:30 Club (after a late night at My Morning Jacket the night before... thanks Jon...), my initial thought was, "I'm pretty sure I've never seen the Club in daylight." I arrived to an anxious line on V St NW composed of parents, siblings, aunts, uncles, and grandparents-needless to say not the crowd to which I'm most familiar. Beyond the glass doors and into the main room were the sounds of giggling girls, peppy volunteers, and inspirational posters hanging from nearly all of the [...]