06 October 2013
I caught onto Billy Bragg late. I remember listening to him when I was growing up in the 80s, but I was a kid and his music didn't strike a chord with me like some of the other more trendy/daytime Mtv bands of the time. However, towards the later end of my twenties, when I started to become aware of what the hell was going on with my life and all the little isms that are a part of it, I stumbled across an album of his that started a tirade of collecting and listening. His music since then has had an influence on and given a voice to my moral compass.
This past Thursday Meg and I got to catch a show. The dude is incredible.