“[Setting: An abstract plane, duh. A skyline of CD cases. A tumbleweed sets itself on fire and rolls across the stage, where HAIRCUT and CHAIN-WALLET stroll and converse.]
Haircut: Oh despair. How are we to describe three rarities anthologies by John Darnielle's Mountain Goats? What is left to be said about what Darnielle concocts with a paucity of ingredients: haphazardly recorded acoustic guitar”
