voodoo day 3….was the best of the three. easily. it’s not even close. because of this, i can’t use the direct quote from a girl i heard “it’s like having sex on ectasy, i just won’t enjoy it as much” for the title. Sunday was THE BEST day. we arrived in time to see the end of Gym Class Heroes. they were okay, and i had no idea their hit song i had heard before was about partying with your clothes off. the preteen girls up front for Fall Out Boy got to hear about how the GCH singer could do stuff with his hands, and something about someone being sexy….i think i’ve blocked the rest out. i realized over the weekend that i’m going to be a very strict father. anyway, after GCH, we walked over to check out Clap Your Hands Say Yeah. they were okay. i’ve heard the album and it didn’t really grab me, and live they reminded me a LOT of the Violent Femmes. we left right before they finished to get a decent spot for Fall Out Boy.
sue me, FOB is a guilty pleasure album for me. i really like their newest one a lot. it’s just mindless pop rock, but i like it. their show was good, but i found it odd that the lead singer was not the spokesman for the band, the bass player was. the lead singer, Patrick, didn’t say anything but ‘Thank You’ at the end. the bass player pretty much interacted with the crowd between songs, and didn’t really say anything worth remembering, except “stay tuned for the almighty Wilco”. they did a cover of Mr Brightside, which i found strange. do they not have enough hit songs that they have to cover a 3 year old song? they closed with Thnks Fr Th Mmrs and yes….DANCE DANCE! it was great.
since we weren’t that stoked for the Black Crowes, and there wasn’t anyone worth seeing on any of the other stages at the time, we walked around the surrounding neighborhood to find a place with a tv to catch the 2nd half of the Saints game. after about 30 minutes, we finally found a place called Fellini’s. it was pretty great, they had a place to sit down, great pizza, and a widescreen tv mounted on the wall with the game. after two days of not eating dinner, their gourmet pizza tasted especially good. then came one of the best moments of the entire weekend. as we’re sitting there, a guy ran up on the curb and hit a streetcar, right out in front of the restaurant! mind you, the curb on Carrollton is probably 10 inches high, this middle aged guy ran his oldsmobile up on the curb and hit a streetcar that had come to a stop after the streetcar driver probably went “hey, wtf is this?” when we first saw it, the military cops were there questioning him, and the passengers were still waiting to figure out what would happen next. we left right as the buses got there to pick them up to make it back in time for Wilco.
to be honest, i was probably looking forward to seeing Wilco the most of every band the entire weekend. we noticed a lot of people leaving after FOB, and as we were getting back, we saw another mass exodus leaving after the Black Crowes. oh yeah, we got to go pretty far up front for Wilco. the crowd was a tiny fraction of what it had been for any of the other headliners. the show was excellent. i knew maybe half the songs, and was very surprised to hear I Got You from Being There. it’s pretty much one of the only pre-YHF songs i know, and probably my favorite off of BT. Impossible Germany was BRILLIANT! then right before Heavy Metal Drummer, Jeff (i’m kind of on a first name basis with singers) said it was a special moment, and that the next song was dedicated to Yuri from Mike. nobody knew what that was all about until they started playing the song and the graphic popped up. i uploaded the picture on Sunday night, and it’s already my most viewed picture on flickr, maybe because it’s #1 on google when doing a search about the proposal. crazy.
The Wilco show was stellar. i loved the guitar player, Nels, and the interaction of the band with each other. the guitar battle at the end during Hoodoo Voodoo was GREAT! i even finally figured out how to take better concert pictures. too bad i hadn’t learned that last week. i think now, after years of friends wanting me to turn the corner, i finally like Wilco. the day/night would have been PERFECT considering the shows, the streetcar craziness, the restaurant, but then Jacob got a ticket two blocks from my house by a cop who apparently is patrolling my neighborhood at 10:30 pm on sunday nights. 
(i hope his wife finds out before she finds this)
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