wilco
Saw Wilco last night. Great show. They were "toight - like tigers". Outdoors; on the shore; sea-air breeze, 2 encores. I liked Jeff Tweedy's green and white blazer. (Is it called seer-sucker that fabric? Not sure. No one I know personally wears stuff like that; what an old southern gentleman would wear... or something... I like that he looks like some crochety, old uncle. The often-drunk,/poetic one that never got married... although, I think Tweedy is married... but I digress.) They played many of my favourite songs and the new tunes sounded good too. Pretty "rocky"... with the "power chords" and what-not. Not a musician so I don't know the terms. Didn't like the hippy people in front of me; dancing indiscriminately. Always the same dance - every song. Major head-weaving, eyes closed, kept pushing back against me even though there was LOTS of space in front of them, stepping on my feet, throwing arms up and howling at the moon while I get their hairs in my mouth. Rude. Oh well.
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