Dear Mark Lanegan

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Dear Mark Lanegan,
I feel so sorry that I treated your gig last week in Nonantola like some sort of warming up for Nick Cave’s show the next week. I didn’t even feel like going out actually, it was cold and Sunday night and you know. Specifically, I really didn’t want to be taking meds to survive like I had to do last time in Bologna (not your fault obviously) so I was temped to leave when Joe Cardamone started smoking onstage.

But two minutes into your first song, I was yours.

What a great show, warm and sharp at the same time, I enjoyed it tremendously. This time I was able to breath, I could hear the band, fantastic guitar by the way.

I loved how at some point you took off your glasses and just sang to us.

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