Wilco World

I should really call this a baby/music blog. There seems to have been a lot of it lately.
Last week was all about Wilco. For anyone not familiar, they're a band from Chicago formed from the roots of alt-country band Uncle Tupelo and led by singer/songwriter Jeff Tweedy.
Wilco means a lot to Rob and I - our wedding waltz was to a Wilco song called California Stars.
Their Palais show last week was only the second time we'd seen them live - the first was at a Big Day Out about four years ago.
It was a brilliant show, but for many people, their last show at the Palais (we stupidly didn't go) can't be topped. A few people I know rate it as their best-ever concert.
Still, it was bloody fantastic. Jeff Tweedy has kicked his drug habit and looks so much more together. The band were awesome. I didn't even notice two hours go by. Not even some drunk, talky-talks in front of us could ruin the show. Tweedy finished with an acoustic Uncle Tupelo song. It was so ace, I bought a Wilco hoodie!
The only downside is our concert ticket wad is all used up. No more shows on the horizon...