No Milk, No Trout

How could they know just what this message means
The end of my hopes, the end of all my dreams
How could they know a palace there had been
Behind the door where my love reigned as queen

No milk today, my love has gone away
The bottle stands forlorn, a symbol of the dawn…

Herman’s Hermits

(From the song “No Milk Today.” Check out the latest cover of this song by Joshua James on “Songs of Anarchy, Volume 2,” one of the soundtrack collections from “Sons of Anarchy.”

The photo is Gregory Alan Isakov playing a rare live show at the Crocodile in Seattle last year. From my archive.)

Gregory Alan Isakov

He Moonlights as an Astronaut: Gregory Alan Isakov

The somewhat enigmatic and reclusive Gregory Alan Isakov came to Seattle’s Crocodile Thursday night with his band, from Boulder, Colorado, and played to a sold-out house (I actually had to stand in line just to get in, and I got to the Croc an hour before the doors opened, and it’s just a bar!). Apparently, his tours are something of an event among the faithful because he doesn’t do that many of them, even after three LPs. There was certainly a weird light around the man, like his music will rise much higher than the Croc one day. And his music is lovely. Simple and elegant and lyrically powerful.

The mystery girl on stage with Isakov and his band is Brandi Carlile, who popped up out of the audience to sing a few numbers, then vanished.

Isakov is currently on tour supporting his new record, “The Weatherman” (Suitcase Town Music, 2013).