Last night was the first of two Richard Thompson performances at The Stoughton Opera House. I’ve lost count how many times I’ve seen him — solo, with band, colaborations — it doesn’t matter. An evening with Richard is ethereal. He makes one guitar sound like 4 and the stories he tells are searing, gut-wrenching, lovely and magical. He had to wonder at some point who the mewling fool was in the front row after his touching tribute to fellow Fairport Convention-mate Sandy Denny and “Persuasion.”
Eliza Gilkyson supported and was perfect. If you have tickets for this recent tour, you are blessed.