It was amazing to see Future Islands‘ Samuel T. Herring on US TV rubbernecking, crabwalking and tearfully putting himself into the hearts of many unsuspecting viewers on Letterman last month performing ‘Seasons (Waiting On You)’. Not least because the performance was a brave, humdrum-transcending and authentic crystallisation of what music should feel like to performer and audience. It showed that a lack of pretension and the embracing of bare expression has power. It was art. I wrote about it for the Independent today, now, a few weeks removed, its power hasn’t diminished.