What is “I Love…”? I Love… …my bandmates in Wilco. And how they all take the job of being in a stupid rock band with enough seriousness to push forward with gusto, always on the lookout for new ways to challenge ourselves and grow. But not so serious that the whole idea of it isn’t still funny.
I love when my 10 year old nieces call me out when I put myself down. I love the smell of Tea Tree Oil. I love when the vacuum sucks up a big chunk of whatever is on the floor. I love the crackle sound when you put the needle down on some new vinyl. And I love that moment right before the band hits the stage. And Wilco. I love Wilco.
Jeff, I’m sweating my ballsack off on the rail in Richmond waiting for you! I love this Starship Casual so much! And it’s even better knowing you look at the comments sometimes. Hope it cools off for Sleater Kinney and Wilco!
Dawn light and the dark up-reaching branches of a Hoop Pine silhouetted against the barely blue sky . Hoop Pines.
The dawn chorus…….. kookaburras warming up the show for the main act ….magpies sweet melodious songs with percussion provided by bell bird chimes and the cracking of whip birds interlaced.
Wilco.
The generosity of the Tweedy family, sharing their love and Pyrex. The Pyrex. Oh and The Nuns.
Being able to escape for awhile from the outside world of a country in lockdown and the over riding, palpable feeling of despair settling across fair Oz, into a Starship filled with can-do, hope, humor and melody……
Being given the gift of expressing this way….and knowing this Starship is full of kind and generous souls drawn together by their love of damn fine music.
It's hard to beat a mandarin orange straight out of the refrigerator. I'm looking forward to the Asheville show -- I'm so glad you rescheduled instead of cancelling. That had to be difficult, logistically. I really appreciate the extra work to make it happen. It'll be my kids' first time seeing you guys. (Their names are Piper and Graham, if you'd like to welcome/embarrass them.)
I love waking up this morning thinking about my teenage daughters coming home from their first day of school yesterday and spilling their guts about every detail during dinner. Love.
You're 53 years old and lichrullllly just figured out that oranges are good. Mkay.
I love when my 10 year old nieces call me out when I put myself down. I love the smell of Tea Tree Oil. I love when the vacuum sucks up a big chunk of whatever is on the floor. I love the crackle sound when you put the needle down on some new vinyl. And I love that moment right before the band hits the stage. And Wilco. I love Wilco.
I love that my 15 year old daughter's favorite band is Wilco.
I love that I can read a sentence like, “Take it down a notch, weather!” and 100% read that to myself in Jeff’s voice. And laugh. ❤️
I have to say, I wasn't too sure about this Substack thing at first, but these posts always make me smile. Thank you. Keep them coming.
#DialItBackWeather #LessSweatyPlease
Jeff, I’m sweating my ballsack off on the rail in Richmond waiting for you! I love this Starship Casual so much! And it’s even better knowing you look at the comments sometimes. Hope it cools off for Sleater Kinney and Wilco!
I love that Susie thinks it’s “a bit”
I love when you say, “This is your Captain speaking”
I love the name Cleotha
I love that the Staple sisters call you “Tweedy”.
I love Le Ren’s new single & I love that it made me sob. Cathartic.
I love that Susie thinks your love of oranges is a bit & I love that she made me laugh right after I sobbed from
La Ren’s song.
I love the sound of cicadas and spring peepers in the summer.
I love that I have 3 more Wilco shows in the next month!!!!!!
I love the start of a new school year and meeting my new kids each year.
I love reading the comments about things other people love.
I love Starship Casual and everything about its forum, posts, connections, emotions…everything!
Helllloooo! Thank you for listening to "Dyan" ! It means a lot :') Long live moms x - Lauren
I love…….
Dawn light and the dark up-reaching branches of a Hoop Pine silhouetted against the barely blue sky . Hoop Pines.
The dawn chorus…….. kookaburras warming up the show for the main act ….magpies sweet melodious songs with percussion provided by bell bird chimes and the cracking of whip birds interlaced.
Wilco.
The generosity of the Tweedy family, sharing their love and Pyrex. The Pyrex. Oh and The Nuns.
Being able to escape for awhile from the outside world of a country in lockdown and the over riding, palpable feeling of despair settling across fair Oz, into a Starship filled with can-do, hope, humor and melody……
Being given the gift of expressing this way….and knowing this Starship is full of kind and generous souls drawn together by their love of damn fine music.
Humans Being.
It's hard to beat a mandarin orange straight out of the refrigerator. I'm looking forward to the Asheville show -- I'm so glad you rescheduled instead of cancelling. That had to be difficult, logistically. I really appreciate the extra work to make it happen. It'll be my kids' first time seeing you guys. (Their names are Piper and Graham, if you'd like to welcome/embarrass them.)
I love that all of the Staples' call you "Tweedy." What an honor to be nicknamed but such an important musical family.
Just wait until you try a tangelo🍊
I love waking up this morning thinking about my teenage daughters coming home from their first day of school yesterday and spilling their guts about every detail during dinner. Love.