Wilco (The Album)
From there, as I am wont to do from time to time when I discover a band that really pushes my buttons, I delved like a maniac into their back catalogue in reverse chronological order and found each new (old?) release better than the last, until I got to their first album, AM, which is just simply pleasant country rock. Summerteeth has become my favorite Wilco album, and allmusic.com sums it’s overall feeling best by saying it sounds like an album a “Landlocked Brian Wilson” would make–no small compliment and completely apropos. And Yankee Hotel Foxtrot and Being There were both excellent, experimental records that surely didn’t disappoint, only making me more of a Wilco devotee after each spin.
So to say that my expectations were somewhat high for Sky Blue Sky is somewhat of a vast understatement. But as I mentioned above I spun the album over and over again hoping to find the cohesion the other albums had, the spark that made Wilco one of my new favorite bands, but it wasn’t there for me. I felt the album was pleasant, but boring and a little too “polished” and “safe” for my liking. Gone were the wild experiments and in their place was John Denver. Well maybe that’s not fair, but it did remind me of early 70’s A.M. soft rock.
And this new album had that same feeling, at least on the first spin. But after 3 complete plays this weekend it’s really starting to grow on me. It sounds more relaxed but in a more energetic way and contains some nice sonic surprises. Jeff Tweedy has gone from John Denver to George Harrison in the space of two albums, and that’s no bad thing. Not at all. I’m not going to give a full on review here, I don’t feel I’m qualified yet. Here’s hoping that this is the album to bring Wilco back as a serious contender for Best Band In America.