I've had the pleasure of meeting and interviewing Kevin Devine on multiple occasions. His heartfelt, candid persona matches his vulnerability on stage—no matter the size. I've seen him pack Pianos to beyond capacity, take over the small space at Brooklyn's Zebulon, and rock out like the star he should be at Bowery Ballroom. Perhaps that's what makes Mr. Devine so easy to relate to—he's worked hard, he's had the taste of glory, seen it fall, and he still stands up in front of you like nothing has changed.

Sunday night's show at Music Hall of Williamsburg marked the re-release of Devine's fourth album, Put Your Ghost To Rest. Previously released on Capitol records before he was dropped, Devine has now looked towards his good friend, Jesse Lacey, and their label Procrastinate! Music Traitors to do things on his own terms. Playing the entire record and then some, the Brooklyn musician and his wonderful Goddamn Band rocked the stage for almost two hours to a captive audience. In fact, I think the audience was the reason why Devine seemed so forthcoming during the set—calling up to his mom in the risers, as well as making note of all his family and friends there, he described the night as "fucking great." And it was.

There was a little bit of everything to walk home with that night. Devine's tears, the story of him playing Dave Matthews to a girl he liked and being called out on it, the complete silence during "Ballgame"—take your pick. But what makes Devine such a rare performer is that he gives it his all, every time. It's not hard to believe every note, every smile, and every step to and from the microphone. I can't help thinking of Simon Cowell when I say this, but it is true—he's authentic. And if there's only one good thing to come out of the whole "emo scene" its that audiences know how to respect the act on stage. And Devine? He deserves it all.

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