By: Jon Behm
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| Jeff Tweedy of Wilco - Photo by Jon Behm |
“Hey bro! Hey bro!” the long haired guy next to me hollered in between taking pulls on his one-hitter. “Dude, bro! Bring out the Tweeeeeeeed!” The targets of his command were the roadies onstage tuning “The Tweed’s” various guitars. Fortunately, they didn’t pay him or any of the other numerous loud hippy-frat boys in the audience any mind. To my relief, when the band finally took the stage everyone quieted down. This was possibly due to the calming effects of Marijuana, which there seemed to be an inexhaustible supply of near the front of the stage.
My first Wilco show was an impressive one. After taking a few songs to warm up, Jeff Tweedy and company played as if they were trying to make up for August’s canceled show by jamming longer and harder than anyone expected. Nels Cline, the towering Norse God of Guitar, was especially awe-inspiring on his Fender Jazzmaster. At one point I heard someone in the audience whisper “I can’t believe that his strings don’t break.” Cline also had a stuffed Loon that produced a call when squeezed, and he occasionally held it by the guitar strings, producing that strange wailing cry that Minnesotans know so well over his playing.
Though the audience was full of shivering Twin Cities wimps like myself (people from Duluth don’t shiver), they kept asking for seconds and third helpings. Their exuberance was rewarded with two big encores—one of which contained two great Mermaid Avenue tracks, “Hesitating Beauty” and “California Stars,” and a second encore that included a pretty decent “Heavy Metal Drummer.”
Wilco was joined onstage at one point by members of the opening band Low. Though Alan Sparhawk at first appeared to have a difficult time getting into the groove, he eventually scored a blistering guitar solo of his own. The local band did us proud as well by opening the show with an impressive set that included perhaps the loveliest rendition of “Silver Rider” that I have ever heard.

That isn’t to say though that I wasn’t happy to slip back across the Arctic Circle into Minneapolis later that night to recount happy concert memories from the warmth of my apartment.
Location Info:
Bayfront Festival Park
Artist Info: Low, Wilco
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