Two nights ago, Caitlin and I went to see Wilco, and lucky for us, Andrew Bird opened for them. Jeff Tweedy and company were not worth the price of admission: they played three bloated encores and drolled on and on and on for so long that I felt like I was being cornered at a party by a group of annoying proselytizers. I don't care for hippy jam band music, and Wilco is now a full fledged hippy jam band. Andrew Bird, on the other hand, was phenomenal - a one man tour de force! I've seen him a few times before, but always with a band; this time he was solo. If you get a chance to see him, you owe it to yourself. He whistles and plays the fiddle and harmonium, and he doesn't wear shoes.