The heavy thud against the glass window sent Krishna Bahadur Rasaili’s heart racing. Stepping outside, he saw his granary lay in ruins, and an elephant was feasting on his hard-earned paddy harvest.
There’s always been a kind of feral quality to singer-songwriter Neko Case. The tangle of red hair. The fierce stage presence. The raw, poetic lyrics. Whether she’s performing her gutsy blend of ...