Does that album cover look familiar? Yep — it does. By the first time I saw Wilco — that would be 2004, at the Three Rivers Arts Festival — Yankee Hotel Foxtrot was already a classic. Hearing the intro to “I Am Trying to Break Your Heart” live for the first time — Glenn Kotche’s… Read More all of god’s money.
In the late 70s, my musical world view was informed pretty much exclusively by Q-FM-96 in Columbus, and was therefore a bit limited. Rock ‘n’ roll — and the harder the better — was what I wanted to hear; anything else (but especially disco) sucked. I clung to those opinions into the early 80s, when… Read More good times roll.
It’s hard to know for certain, but I’d love to think that this, specifically Trey’s admonition at the end of “Roses Are Free” at our excellent Blossom show last summer… … had something to do with this: And maybe if we could get a full tour out of these guys, I could fulfill a dream,… Read More 14. don’t believe the florist.
This is awesome on all kinds of levels, but I was especially excited to see some tight shots of The Beam, the big thing with the piano strings that Mickey’s beating on. Those vibrations, when amplified through a concert PA system in an arena like, say, Richfield Coliseum, could rattle your sternum. If I were… Read More the beam.
Looking forward to a taste of the juice of the barley after work tonight.
Getting our Crappy selves to Chicago for the Dead/Trey shows isn’t happening, but we’re looking at a pretty good musical run in the coming weeks nonetheless. And that’s a good thing — I know I can really use the break. What’s coming? I’m so glad you asked: Sunday: moe., at Mr. Small’s. They’re pretty much… Read More music for months.
Uncle Crappy 