Sweet Papa Crimbo
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Great sounding show.
I gotta tell you that young Spencer is a damn good drummer for an 18 year old
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The band probably needed to lose Bob Egan to move forward, but this version of the band KILLED.
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97%,,,but only I'm sure it's because I like my tea unsweet.
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AM: Blue Eyed Soul
BT: Sunken Treasure
MA: California Stars
ST: nothingsevergonnastandinmywayagain
MAII: Remember the Mountain Bed
YHF: Ashes of American Flags
AGIB: Hummingbird
KT: Handshake Drugs
SBS: Side With Seeds
W(TA): Wilco
TWL: One Sunday Morning
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Crap is crap, Beltie.
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Nick Mason and David Gilmour going through the motions with a load of hired guns?
No thanks.
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Since I've been watching Vikings on History II, this is how I picture Lotti:
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I made the mistake of thinking a movie couldn't POSSIBLY BE AS BAD AS IT SOUNDED.
Man, was I wrong.
So wrong.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=laLoeVDX_0A
Click the link at your own peril.
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It's got to be an uncomfortable time.
Jeff and John have spent more time together the last 20 years than they have with their significant others.
It has to be more than just a professional relationship.
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I used to think that I simply didn't sleep well. Was always tired; took naps during the day; fell asleep in my chair while reading or watching TV.
My wife was convinced I had a problem and, of course, being a man, I thought I could 'tough it out'.
After YEARS of telling me I should get it checked it out, she finally made me an appointment with a Neurologist for an assessment.
He questioned me, told me my sleepiness index was off the charts and recommended a sleep study.
That was a nightmare for me...electrodes all over my body, a strange environment and knowing I needed to sleep.
For the follow up appointment, my Dr. informed my I was having 57 apnea episodes an hour and at one point my blood/oxygen level had dropped to 55%.
THAT got my attention.
To make an insufferably long story shorter, after three months of using the mask, I feel like a new man.
More energy...don't fall asleep at the drop of a hat.
So, if you think you simply 'don't sleep well', get examined.
It might save your life.
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And looking back, I had totally forgotten that I had this sort of nemesis thing going with Lauren.
I don't twist off on folks nearly as much anymore. Hardly do it here at all.
A newer, kinder Crow.
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But I wouldn't want to cause moderator heartburn
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If it isn't taboo, maybe those of us who a 'come to Jesus' letter could share.
Now THAT would be interesting.
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I had a combination of the flu and a sinus infection that was topped off with Mono about ten years ago.
I was sick (I mean struggle to get out of bed, struggle to eat) from October to March.
To top things off, the bone spurs in my neck and sciatica decided that they wanted to join in the fun,.
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ction claims that he never received a warning.
Can't speak for ction...but I was read the riot act at least twice. And I imagine that my standing around here is less that that of ction.
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You could say that about anything that has happened ever in that conflict. While all parties have a vested interest in peace, they don't seem to be doing much to make it happen.
The Israelis and Palestinians have been at war for thousands of years and they'll be at war for thousands more.
We should investigate whether is ti feasible to wall off the entire Middle East...a la Escape from New York
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All I know about the moderation situation is that banning doesn't come as a surprise to the banned.
I know Kidsmoke warned the shit out of me a couple of times and I decided to change my behavior. Choices are made and one either accommodates their position and actions or they don't.
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I'll post Neko Case photos from tmrw's show.
If that doesn't change things for the better, nothing will.
I think the slide into ennui is irreversible.
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I know SpeedRacer was basically taunting the moderators and got bounced after being on double secret probation.
I was not aware that Jules got bounced.
I believe we are in the end game portion of this boards life.
With no activity from the band and several month away from Jeff's solo record, we have no unifying force to keep us involved and interested.
The Political stuff should have been quashed from the outset. All it served to do was cause strident opinions and hard feelings.
This board has become a real repository of butthurt lately, and I don't see things changing for the better anytime soon.
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"One hit wonders" is a term that irritates the hell out of me.
It diminishes bands to an extent that the never recover.
After all, when all is said and done, does radio airplay really validate an artist or band? If you want to get technical, Led Zeppelin was a one hit wonder until their last studio record, as were the Grateful Dead.
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Sad that the players have changed a bit...but we are one misunderstanding or crazy nut with a gun away from going to the dance for a third time.
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Jeff Tweedy and son Spencer, behind the drums, at the Majestic Theater Sunday night (Brad Loper/Staff photographer)
The first song into his encore at the Majestic Theatre Sunday night, three songs from the close of a show we didn’t want to end, Jeff Tweedy and his new band performed a song the Wilco frontman said he’s never done live. He wrote it, but did not record it: “You Are Not Alone,” the title track to Mavis Staples’ 2010 album, which Tweedy produced. It’s a haunting, hopeful song — a little gospel, a little folk, a lot of heart — about getting through to someone, about begging them to accept the “open hand” and “open heart” in front of them. Sang Tweedy, not alone, “There’s no need to be afraid.” He was joined on vocals by another man named Tweedy: his son Spencer, Jeff’s drummer, who is all of 18. Father sang to son; son, to father.
It was but one profound highlight on a night that began with a dare of sorts, as Jeff opened with 14 (!) songs from his upcoming Sukierae — songs no one had heard before, save, perhaps, for the bootlegged performances from earlier shows along the tour. Even at 14 that’s an incomplete offering; we’ve yet to see a complete track listing, and one song, “Hazel,” made its debut in Dallas Sunday. Still, that’s something few musicians would even dare; most acts only perform albums in their entirety once they’ve become calcified “classics” their audiences memorized decades ago.
Tweedy, plugged in (Brad Loper/Staff photographer)
There’s something to be commended about debuting the new work without propping it up against the familiars and favorites. A year after Wilco’s all-covers-show at the Solid Sound Festival, he’s now asking the audience to absorb a whole new narrative, not just a few here-and-there chapters. Tweedy can pull it off for any number of reasons, chief among them his audience has grown up alongside him, watched him go from Paul Westerberg in a Carter Family T-shirt to a would-be Gram Parsons fronting The Band making Pet Sounds to The Best Singer-Songwriter of His Generation Not Fronting Radiohead. And the songs are great — not Wilco cast-offs so much as echoes of earlier records stretched and pulled in slightly different directions.
The epic, atmospheric “Diamond Light” sounds like something from A Ghost is Born or even The Whole Love, the band’s most recent record (three long years ago); one could only imagine how guitarist Nels Cline would have snapped that song in half and sent the shards into space. And “Honey Combed” — the sound of three guitars harmonizing into a single, soaring voice — might have come from, oh, Being There.
But, look, they’re all uniquely Tweedy — the beautiful melodies and regret-filled lyrics written and performed by a 46-year-old from Belleville, Illinois, who got to 1970s Laurel Canyon as quickly as he could, save for that detour to the Allmans’ show at the Fillmore East and that Television gig at CBGB. One need not play Name That Wilco Outcast; those songs deserve better, and come September 16 we’ll have all the time in the world to absorb and adore them.
Following the first 14 songs came another 14, most without the band. The audience, rapt and respectful before, roared in gratitude as he bounded from Wilco offerings (“I Am Trying to Break Your Heart,” “I’m the Man Who Loves You,” singalongs “Passenger Side” and “Jesus, Etc.” and “Someday, Some Morning, Sometime” and “California Stars” from the Woody Guthrie records with Billy Bragg) to Uncle Tupelo immortals (“New Madrid”) to the footnotes from underrated side projects (Golden Smog’s “Please Tell My Brother” and two from Loose Fur). As a singer he’s never sounded better; his vocals are now Cinemascope enough to match the songwriting. And as a guitar player, he’s got chops enough to fell a forest.
So, yeah — all those highlights, one after the other after another until, in the encore, we landed at that father-and-son duet, followed by a cover of Doug Sahm’s “Give Back the Key to My Heart,” which Jay Farrar sang with Texas tornado Doug Sahm on Tupleo’s adios Anodyne, followed by “California Stars.” Every show, every night, should be so perfect.
Not many artists can get a grizzled, experienced, somewhat jaded Newspaperman to gush like a 13 year old girl.
But Jeff Tweedy can.
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Not trying to be too cool for the room, but you ACTUALLY watched tha?
Yellowstone
in Tongue-Tied Lightning
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When the Yellowstone Calder blows, it'll be game over.