Sunday, January 22, 2017
I'm not sure how many times I've seen the Roches-- whenever I could isn't very precise but it is accurate. At least a couple of times at the Tralf, Carnegie Hall, here and there in the Village. whenever I saw them I was always transcendentally happy, and now Maggie Roche is dead. I am close to, but not quite a Roche sisters completist-- I have a copy of their John Kerry campaign song, for instance, and a Willie Nile album that they sang some back-up on, but their later solo stuff never really grabbed me, and I'm not sure why. They always felt like people I knew, even Maggie, who was the mysterious one.