All that I want in life is to see Sarah Jaffe. At 9:12PM outside of Momo’s, a very long line forms for Dallas’ songstress, and there is seemingly no way I will ever make it inside the venue. Except I have a determination similar to an upstream swimming salmon; that, and a press pass. A genuine product of society’s crooked nature, Jaffe’s craft is a gritty and eloquent truthfulness.
To explain Sarah Jaffe, I need something more than a precious stone reference. ‘A diamond in the rough’ means about as much as a bird in the hand equaling roughly the exact amount of two similar birds residing in a bush. I need a phrase that resonates. Something that highlights Jaffe in bright yellow, separating her from a textbook paragraph of black-and-white singer-songwriters. (more…)
