Amongst music fans, comfort is an insult. Comfort connotes complacency. Comfort throws a warm, snuggly, suffocating blanket over your appetite for experimentation. Comfort is yet another repeat of that same CD that you bought during spring break of your Sophomore year. Comfort is old.
But there are times when I find myself tiptoeing towards music that is unmistakably comfortable. Warm, thoughtful, calming stuff.
To condemn Josh Ritter to the land of the comfortable isn’t quite right. He’s better than that. But to find him on this blog twice in one week is surprising to say the least.
But yet here we are, with a 16 minute mini-concert from NPR (!) that I think many of you will enjoy.
Pass the blanket, please.
Tiny Desk Concert, Josh Ritter