Caught J Mascis last night for his gig at the Blackbird. It was fucking amazing. Acoustic to screeching feedback to acoustic to screeching feedback. Music to my ears. He played old favorites and some new stuff too. He’s getting old. That mop has a lot of gray in it. Mike Johnson opened, and droned through a raspy set of sad Seattle songs. It was a muggy night, and the place was packed. The crowd handled the event pretty well. J looked good, and seemed to be enjoying himself.