Story and video by Joel Patterson
Photograph by Rich Borden
I love Fate. I love how it puts you in the driver’s seat of your own life. I love how I found a perfectly crisp $10 bill outside of Valentine’s last Saturday night, just lying on the sidewalk waiting for me. Far more amazing: chancing onto MaryLeigh Roohan, who opened the evening’s show for punk’s great grandfather Willie Alexander.
MaryLeigh has a soulful, irresistible, take-no-prisoners voice, and her songs are sweet, simple and layered with sophisticated depths of emotion. She’s one of those people where the performance and the polish and the incredible joy she gets from singing all combine in an insanely rad way. And to think – in an alternate universe, I would have missed the show!