Dawes –  

Dawes certainly cut their teeth while on tour – they’re the type of band to fall, hit the pavement and then write an apology to the road and then they would be grateful for the experience. They certainly sound like grizzled veterans and they shined like great grandmothers of folk at the closing of Saturday night at the Fold Stage (great grandmothers, because they tell stories while growling about the inequalities of life and the dumb luck they’ve had). Here’s to hoping that they never settle down and get a chance to catch their breath – don’t let their gosh-darn-modesty fool you, they cut through the crowd like some of the best sing-a-long troubadours.