December 22nd, 2008
San Francsico, California
August 24, 2008
Here’s a photo of Wilco with Nels Cline wailing on guitar with them at the Outside Lands music festival in Golden Gate Park. I curated the art component of this show and got a rad backstage glimpse at what I consider to be one of the raddest Wilco sets ever. The sun was perfect and Nels killed it. It was mind blowing–so much radder than anyone could have hoped for, including myself. Really, it was killer. The drummer is sick and Wilco really pushed it for an alt.country pop group. They took it outside, literally, but brought it back down to Earth in a way very few seem capable of. Really impressive, actually.–Rich Jacobs
September 14th, 2008
Nels Cline at the Smell, circa early 2000s.
Los Angeles, California
Monday, July 28, 1997
Nels Cline is a very tall, strangely talented man that hosts New Music Monday every week at The Alligator Lounge in Santa Monica. Treat Night, as I’ve never thought of calling it, features out-jazz, improv, and occasional all-out fests of what-the-hellness. After a few jazz combos plied their trade, the final lineup tonight contained Nels on guitar, Crib on droning electric bass, Mario Rubalcaba on drums, another guy also on drums, plus a DJ. One hour-long belch of deep space whine coalesced into a big mess of tribe-bum-electric-dark-curtain steam that finally let up a tad after midnight. Too bad the DJ was turned up way too loud in the mix, which practically nullified any hope of actually hearing noodleman Nels blast off from Cape Canaveral. Oh well, maybe next time some rockers in the audience will stone the DJ. Wait a minute. Stone him in what way?
Note: This article originally appeared in Lou Zine (Lou’s Records newsletter) in July 1997.