I had Will Sheff for dinner.
I wish, whatever that means.
Actually, I had chicken strips from Cala. They sucked but it was worth it to hurry through dinner so we could see Okkervil River open for Wilco down in Saratoga. Brieanne and I were reduced to giggly school girl status during (and after) their set. He might actually be a little creepy looking, but somehow he's still one of the dreamiest guys out there.
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Where is the audience?
i don't know. apparently wilco fans don't know who okkervil river is.
it would have been nice to have the band feeding off the energy of a full crowd, but on a happier note, we were able to sneak down to better seats during the set because it was so empty.
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