There is no imaginable alternative: Saul Conrad was fated to play Kafe Kerouac. The Boston folkie makes artsy-rootsy folk music that smacks of the Village back in beatnik times, though filtered through the Laurel Canyon vibe (and nasal cavity) that infected Devendra Banhart’s breakthrough jams.
Conrad’s recent album Poison Packets is often lovely, occasionally obnoxious, always firmly entrenched in his breezy campfire-song aesthetic, a signature style that feels effortless but was probably hard-won. The casual listener might tire of this stuff pretty quickly, but genre zealots ought to eat it up.
Elijah Aaron, John Swanson and Faraway Strays will play too.