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Wilco (The Album)

Rating: 5.4/10 ?

June 30, 2009
The death of Jay Bennett could not have come at a more pivotal moment in his former band's career. Which is not to say that the passing of a criminally cast-aside and sincerely-missed collaborator's death is anything but tragic, but instead that fans must accept that the man who contributed to Wilco's greatest music is gone. And Tweedy's songwriting and arrangements will never be the same without him.

Make no mistake, as a sincere well-wisher, it's apparent that Jeff and Jay's separation was important for Jeff Tweedy the person, but it's clearer and clearer that Jeff Tweedy the musician is a product of his surroundings. And virtuoso drummer and guitarist aside, no one in the current line-up makes up for the loss of the master arranger and producer with imagination and style all his own. If he were a ball player, he'd be the guy that makes the whole team better without getting much credit until you trade him and start losing. Without a guy like Bennett or later Jim O'Rourke, all the virtuoso guitar players and drummers in the world can't make Wilco (The Album) into anything but music that's hopefully a blast to perform live, because it certainly isn't fun to listen to.

Beginning with the sprightly bounce of "Wilco (The Song)" the band chugs into the album with a fun piano-driven jaunt and its eponymous lyrics weave yet another tale of "what does music mean," a semi-frequent conversation that Jeff has with himself, but from here the album loses steam and consistency. Where "Wilco (The Song)" (this parenthesis thing never gets old to us enthusiasts) has a playful "Werewolves of London"-style heft, the following track "Deeper Down" slows down the pace and puts more focus on some of Tweedy's least interesting lyrics in quite some time, unveiling some awkwardly-stuffed prose: "By the end of the bout/ He was punched out/ fist capsizing/ muscles shouting."

But it picks up again with "One Wing" and "Bull Black Nova," probably the two most exciting uses for Wilco's newfound predilection for guitar noodling and excitement for weird time signatures so far. "Bull Black Nova" in particular is a jittery and jarring tune that seems to describe the aftermath of a murder, and would have been a standout on any of the last three Wilco albums. From there the album slides into a sort of vanilla, VH1-ready adult-contemporary, which is occasionally tuneful and pretty ("You and I") but mostly tedious; worry sets in when Tweedy rhymes "children" with "children" in lead single "You Never Know." This stretch is listenable at best.

With Wilco (or anyone, really) simply Not Sucking isn't a high enough compliment. Yankee Hotel Foxtrot still ranks among the best of the decade and A Ghost is Born has also aged well; not to mention the slew of side projects (Loose Fur, Minus 5, Golden Smog, Jim O'Rourke's Insignificance) that lifted Wilco to a class of musical ambitiousness with a diverse output. To simply not want to skip tracks isn't exactly saying anything, and certainly not that Wilco has made any kind of return to relevance. But Jeff the person is doing just fine, and instead of chastising this release, let's be happy that the guy who gave us more serious, occasionally harrowing masterpieces such as Summerteeth and Yankee Hotel Foxtrot finally seems to be having some fun. Next time it'd be nice if he let us in on it.

Reviewed by Cory Tendering
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