I did two things to prepare for Beth’s visit to Cincinnati. First off, I weeded the portion of my backyard over by the rosebush. I saw in a movie once that girls like roses and I thought that the flowers would be more aesthetically pleasing if they weren’t surrounded by gigantic weeds. Secondly, I purchased a couple tickets to Friday night’s Wilco show down at the Aronoff Center. Sure, Wilco’s been my favorite band since 1996 and I would’ve bought a ticket for myself even if Beth weren’t in town, but I tried to play it like this was something I did for her. It didn’t work out. My preparations intertwined in a way I hadn’t forseen and I was left all grumpy and miserable.
You see, an army of spiders decided to chew on my leg while I was bent down weeding the roses. I didn’t notice the spiders going about their nefarious business at the time, but the very next day I had four or five absurdly itchy bites on and directly beneath my left knee. They’ve gotten bigger and redder since then. I’m guessing it was all the spider venom coursing through my veins that caused me to get sleepy and bored about three minutes into Wilco’s performance. All I thought about during the main set was how I wished I could take off my pants so the cloth wouldn’t rub up on my spider bites. I think I felt baby spiders crawling beneath my skin. That is not cool.
Here’s the setlist (and yes, they played “Spiders”):
Main set: Wilco (The Song)/I Am Trying to Break Your Heart/Company in My Back/Bull Black Nova/You Are My Face/One Wing/Handshake Drugs/Side With the Seeds/A Shot in the Arm/At Least That’s What You Said/Sonny Feeling/Jesus, etc./Impossible Germany/California Stars/You Never Know/Hummingbird/Misunderstood/Spiders (Kidsmoke)
Encore: The Late Greats/Hate It Here/Walken/I’m the Man Who Loves You/I’m a Wheel
Did you ever stop to think that maybe I don’t even have any spiderbites? Maybe I just made that up so I’d have an excuse for being disappointed by a Wilco concert.