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9. Wilco, "Heavy Metal Drummer"
As a woman, I tend to fall in love with whatever male rock musician blows me away on stage. I've pretty much wanted to marry The Strange Boys since 2008, so I can pick up on what Jeff Tweedy is throwing down when he sings about a girl who "fell in love with a drummer." This tendency to ascribe romantic attachment to musicians is surely just evidence of my deeply rooted emotional problems, but I do think it's important to note the power that good artists have to connect with their audiences on an emotional level, whether they intend to. Though the songs and the performances are entirely their own, they become ours when the experiences of witnessing them become important to us. Joe Strummer's fun eventually becomes a memory where fun and meaning are directly proportional. When a man like Jeff Tweedy thinks back on the fun he had at heavy metal concerts, he can say not only that he misses those experiences, but that he sincerely misses them. Hoping that we might one day look back on CMJ 2012 with such fondness, we decide that our night with Gossip Girl and the cats can wait until Sunday.