I had five tickets to see Wilco in Rochester in December, and gathered a diverse group to accompany me.  Sadly, something prevented me from attending the concert.  Rather than send my motley crew on without me (they were pretty much only going because they love me), the week before the concert I had someone sell the tickets on Craig’s List.  The concert was sold out, so some delighted Wilco fans came by my friend’s house to pick them up.  My favorite – a young woman from out of town whose Rochester friends had invited her, but after it was too late for her to get a ticket.  She was so happy.  Her friends’ seats were just a few rows up from mine, and she was going to squeeze in with them.  It pleased me very much to think of some real fans getting a second chance to go.  And since then, one of my would-be attendees has given me a very good recording of the entire concert.  So all is well.

I agree with Bryan about the importance of hearing Jeff’s lyrics, like this from Via Chicago:  “Dying on the banks of Embarcadero skies.”  V.C. is one of my favorites.