The menacing lashes belong to 44-year-old Chris Camp, whose jolting appearance at each Station to Station show comes about halfway through the night. At first, as he crouches, Vader-style, on a darkened riser in the center of the crowd, he’s largely hidden from view. But when he rises—accompanied by the droning sound of two floor-wandering auctioneers—Camp is impossible to miss.
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