Wilco
Yankee Hotel Foxtrot (Nonesuch, 2002)
More news from nowhere: I'm typing this from an Internet cafe in the Tokyo playlands, hiding out in the big city blinking, tongue-tied lightning motioning behind the architectural skylines. So I was listening to this album on the relatively long but peaceful bus ride from the airport into the city, and Yankee Hotel Foxtrot so perfectly captures the suburban scenes flashing by from the passenger's sight, the electric roughhousing of "I'm The Man Who Loves You" radiating loudly and brilliantly, Jeff Tweedy's ethereal wistfulness on "Kamera" and "Ashes From American Flags" worming its way into your tired daydreams. I've been listening to their new Wilco (The Album) too, but I have to be honest and say it haven't really done enough for me - "Country Disappeared" is lovely though. Back when it was first released, Yankee Hotel Foxtrot reminded me a lot of Big Star's Third/Sister Lovers (1975), one of my favorite albums of all-time; but clearly Tweedy's malaise isn't quite the enormity of Alex Chilton's heavy melancholy.
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