“I know that we can make it, I know that we can!” Alan Toussaint’s words are ringing from the rafters here in Oakland, and we all know it. Hell, if Maria Muldaur knows it and can sing it like she did tonight, then I don’t even need to know anything myself. I’ll just take her wor d for it. She has me from the first note, and the music is just getting started. The emcee is as loud, and funny, and she says what everyone is feeling: this is it. This election has to go our way. Every once in awhile in this business, it feels like the world is depending on a gig. Tonight, though, in this tiny theater, there’s reason to believe that it actually does.
