The first time I encountered the Bricklayer’s Lament was in the 400 Bar in Minneapolis. Todd Menton had just played a set with a backing band consisting of a digeridoo and two tubas<ComicBrogue>”Two tubas. Two tubas are magic.”</ComicBrogue>. At some point after the set–possibly as part of the encore, although the years and the Guinness that night have conspired to… Read more →
