Dressed in a patchwork patterned, brown sun dress and over-sized brown shades, Katie Crutchfield of Waxahatchee greeted the gathering crowd at Sunday’s side stage at the Pitchfork Music Festival with a simple,”Hello. Thank you for coming. We’re Waxahatchee from Philadelphia.” Looking at the slight woman, and gauging her size, the greeting seemed just about right.
Oh, but when the music started, Crutchfield had a much bigger, huskier voice and her three-piece band had a much fuller sound than her politeness conveyed. Feistier than your standard singer-songwriter fare, but still two beats shy of punk rock tempo, it was music for head-bopping and holding hands in the sun. The dudes next to me didn’t look like the holding hands types, so I bopped.
