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Finally finished this one! OK, carry on.

Once again your dedication to my blather has haunted me since I finally managed to finish this one. But I had to pull the scroll out of its cylinder to do so, thus accounting for any amendment from your previous quotation(s).

For those of you following along at home, and I realize that number is probably in the low teens at this point, I offer at last this account of the final performance on Jeff's October solo jaunt across these United States. If you'll recall in my previous recap of the penultimate show on the tour, I suggested that for as ideal a venue as the Guild Theatre might have seemed, its intimacy and acoustics could sometimes lead to a too-sterile atmosphere that isn't the sort I prefer for this kind of show. Well...a corollary to that theory is that the venue can also fall victim to a particular kind of

Let me just say up top that I think I finally put my finger on why I've felt slightly uneasy, or at least not quite at home, since first setting foot in the Guild Theatre a couple of nights ago. And it's not the reserved seat/general admission standing situation I mentioned in my recap of Night 1. Those of us who bought GA tickets and wound up standing behind the five rows of seats on the main floor had a great view and even if we wanted to be closer to the stage or thought we would be, there really wasn't too much to complain about on that front. So what's the issue with a room I'

Not that tonight was the last show on this meandering Jeff solo jaunt across America, but we have reached the last stop. After opening with a three-night stand in pastoral upstate New York nearly three weeks ago, Jeff kicked off another three-night mini-residency in this Northern California bedroom community that will bring the tour to a close. It's tempting to compare these bookend series of shows — and we'll have to see if he plays three nearly unique sets here the way he did in Woodstock at the start — but if Night 1 of this stint at the intimate Guild Theatre is any indication, then it wil

Honestly I wasn't sure what to expect before we were allowed into the intimate confines of the Sweetwater Music Hall for tonight's "benefit gala" that was also another stop on Jeff's current solo jaunt across the country. I'm reasonably certain that none of the other shows on this run have featured tickets starting at $265 per person for general admission standing room and increasing to over $1000 for special seats and tables for four (as per the event's own press release) or had a live auction for several VIP concert experiences and a no-longer-produced Tweedy Martin 00-DB acoustic guitar tha

Not that I'm speaking from any kind of personal experience, but I can imagine that for some performers, building a rapport with a live audience isn't necessarily first and foremost in their minds. I mean, of course you want people to respond favorably to you, but once you develop a set of material you're confident in and the lights go down and everything fades to black, you try to present that set to the people in front of you to the best of your ability and let the proverbial chips fall where they may. But I guess it always helps when an audience seems to "get" you, perhaps even surprising yo

Well thanks, though I’d say “plenty” is a generous assessment. Hell, I don’t even think some actual friends of mine read these anymore.

My sincere apologies to the dwindling number of people who actually tune in for these musings of mine for the delay in posting something about this show. Hey, what are off days for if not getting to the next gig and actually trying to maintain some semblance of health? Anyway, that's a poor excuse for not getting something up sooner but that's all I've got. I suppose it's sort of in keeping with the rhythm of a tour which, incidentally, is what Jeff seems to have settled into as this cross-country jaunt starts to wind down over the next week upon reaching California. In the last pr

I've occasionally joked in recent years about it being "The Era of Good Feelings" when it comes to being a Wilco/Jeff Tweedy fan, and I can certainly vouch for the fact that Jeff has mellowed over the years when it comes to audience behaviors that might once have set him off. Whether it is people taking video on their phones during shows, chatty crowds or just random hecklers, I would say that the Jeff of 2006 (when he infamously ranted at an impolite audience at Portland's Crystal Ballroom, as captured on the Sunken Treasure: Solo In The Pacific Northwest DVD) is not the same as the Jeff of 2

At least let’s get some new ‘old faces,’ amirite? #BotoxEndorsements #BrassInFace

How dare you? I shall never surrender my participation ribbon! I bought that thing fair and square!

Aboot Jeff’s presumable use of a 12-string for the Country Song Upside-Down and Meant To Be two-fer? And maybe even on the subsequent Kamera?

I thought you were a ‘legacy’ act! #Rimshot

Naughty Tatlock!