In a surrealistic twist I am NOT producing an event at Mitchell Park but an impromptu glorified busk-plus, by a young millennial indie answer to Tuck and Patty called Shelley and Shelley’s guitar player partner*. And it probably has nothing to do with me, but my understanding is they are doing mostly songs by San Francisco guy my age with the same first name Mark Kozelek. (although briefly I was trying to bribe people into converging and playing music of the grateful dead Robert Hunter one man barely gathers what another man spiels).
* we had a weak connection by Cell as they were driving up but I thought she said her backing band is called Lush Ravine.
