If you went to Friday's Wilco show, I hope you brought your viagra. These guys can go for THREE HOURS. I will admit I hadn't heard much of their stuff before, so I couldn't sing along, but the completely sold out house sure could. Wilco has some pretty loyal fans after all these years, and this was their first trip to Hartford so people were rightfully excited. From what I could gather, they played songs from their entire collection. It was all very benign, likeable music, stretching toward every genre that can still be called rock. Their older stuff leans more country, and their newer stuff is heading towards experimental. There was definitely enough variety to keep me interested the entire night, even though nothing was familiar.
The real star of the show was the lighting designer. They had a simple, yet highly designed set which they actually changed up twice throughout the show. This photo doesn't really do it justice, but you get the idea. I like a little theatre in my rock and roll. I also have to mention that the lead singer, Jeff Tweedy, is kind of a dick. He insulted an usher at one point, and made some rude Hartford jokes. It's like that episode of Seinfeld where the guy converts to Judaism so he can make Jewish jokes-- you have to live here to dis the Hartbeat.