Or: Why I love the 'Concerts à emporter' ( Feb 12th 2011 )

Sometimes I just wish I was that dog, the one sitting there next to Bon Iver, completely unaware of his surroundings, but witnessing something magical.

There is just something special about Bon Iver’s live performances; maybe its the intimacy or the acoustics, or maybe its a combination. All I know is that I love them and their humility, for a performance so great yet self-declared as meek and understated.


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