Wilco and Califone at the Michigan Theater, October 25, 2002
Having never heard Califone, and knowing that GloNo‘s Derek Phillips had interviewed the band’s Tim Rutili, before going to Ann Arbor to see the show, I asked him what I should expect. He replied, “slow, blues-based weirdness. Strange melodies and lyrics.” I checked out the Califone web presence, I saw that the band is described as playing “a series of gorgeous and personal hymnals delivered with the electro-rustic vocabulary of one of america’s most original bands.” When I saw Jim Becker pick up a banjo, I thought to myself, “Uh-oh, we’re entering the land of Bela Fleck and the Flecktones.” Now, I don’t have anything against the banjo. But I wasn’t in the mood to listen to something that would smack of a soundtrack to Ken Burns’s “The Civil War” or the like. I should have paid more attention to the teen queen stickers affixed to the front of Rutili’s electric piano to know that this was not going to be anything like that.
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