Onstage in Chicago, Zach Bryan Howled, and the Crowd Found Its Voice
Briefly

Bryan was singing with a rugged howl, guitars were churning, the fiddle poked through the top like a squeal. Then he needed them to breathe maybe he needed to breathe...
For the past few years, his country-rock-adjacent rumbles have been inspiring a level of fevered devotion that has made him one of music's most popular and least expected new stars.
Read at www.nytimes.com
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