That said ...

On Saturday night I caught two shows. Gogol Bordello, self-proclaimed "Gypsy punks," were a little dubious and corny, but a load of fun. And Tom Brosseau later that night was magical in front of just a handful of folks hanging at the Hideout. I imagine the former will get increasingly popular but never change, whereas in the case of the latter, the sky's really the limit. Brosseau's got something special going on.