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|I Am Skooter|
So here's us, on the raggedy edge.
Yes yes. It’s official. I am now a Wilco Nut.
Somebody called me this about a year ago, and I denied it. I no longer can.
Tonight I was downtown for the first time in a while at the end of the work day, and I swung into A&B Sound—this city’s only music mega retailer.
Ok. I guess there’s virgin. But there’s an old joke that says that given how badly the record labels screw their artists, the words Virgin and Music could only be used in the same sentence in an ironic way. I don’t shop there.
Anyway, off to A&B Sound where they had copies of Jeff Tweedy’s Sunken Treasure DVD for the reasonable price of $18.29.
A single swipe of a card and a few keypresses later, and I am one very happy boy.
Sunken Treasure is a recording of Tweedy’s tour through the Pacific Northwest. I saw the Vancouver show—it was my first show at the Commodore Ballroom, and it was a great night.
This says a lot, because the next day was really not.
The tour meanders through territory I know well. The Pacific Northwest would largely be defined as the coastal area north of San Francico and up to Vancouver. Perhaps Prince George if you’re being particularly generous. This is an area I’ve traveled quite a bit, and one I love.
It’s almost St. Patrick’s Day, and I should arguably be listening to some U2, In Tua Nua or the ilk.
Jeff will do just fine, thanks.