The Irish singer, songwriter, and folk-music hero Glen Hansard died on Wednesday, in a motorcycle accident, at the age of 56. “What I loved about seeing Glen Hansard live,” Hanif Abdurraqib writes, “was that he, spiritually, never stopped being the guy playing on a rainy street, trying to capture the attention of people walking by.” This took rigor and care, Abdurraqib argues, and a willingness to insist on the power of the stage as a communal space. Read Abdurraqib’s reflection on the urgent intimacy of a singer with a voice so loud it could fill a room—but so powerful it could draw you in with just a whisper:
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