 |
| All photos by Kevin Norris |
During the heavy parts of Des Ark’s set, Argote played like she was literally possessed by her music. One minute she’s telling jokes about being vegan in a venue sponsored by a barbeque restaurant and the next she’s thrashing and stumbling about, whipping her guitar around without fear. The pain and anger of the music was boiling inside her. When she sang quietly, she barely let the lyrics pass her lips, building the tension until she could explode in violent shouts.
