Behind The Scenes w/ Penny and Sparrow & Field Guide

I met up with Penny and Sparrow & Field Guide outside Irving Plaza, and it felt less like an introduction and more like stepping back into a conversation with old friends. Inside, the venue buzzed like a broken television. Cables curled like snakes. Someone hummed an old gospel tune. We slipped out after soundcheck and ended up at a place up the street to eat oysters off cold plates & sip martinis sharp as glass. Every guy at the table next to us had a Patek showing, all gleaming on their wrists, while I sat in tattered clothes, stained in paint feeling like a misplaced extra. But at our table, I felt like I belonged in the film we were making together.