“The first time I tasted someone else’s spit, I had a coughing fit,” is the first lyric I ever heard Lucy Dacus sing. I don’t remember precisely why I bought the Historian record;it was before I was aware of the super groupBoy Genius, with Phoebe Bridgers and JulienBaker. I must have just streamed it, andContinue reading “#660: D is for Dacus, Lucy”