There’s something charming about this seemingly mismatched couple. He was one of the original Stiffs, the scraggly punk-cum-pub-rocker who reveled in romantic frustration. She was the sweet, well-connected rocker who couldn’t help name-dropping herself and her favorite music. Their pairing was a nicely odd combination that they’ve carried on romantically and musically, and we all know that always leads to a happy ending, right? For now, at least, it does. With Marcellus Hall.
Fri., Nov. 12, 7:30 p.m., 2010
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on November 3, 2010