“Hey, what happened to the funny noises? That’s bound to be any fan’s first reaction to Wilco’s latest metamorphosis, yet another sharp turn, in sound and mood, for a band that seems compelled to change with every album. And in its own way, it’s as eerie as anything Wilco have recorded yet. Last time around, […]”
“At the time of *Yankee Hotel Foxtrot*'s non-traditional 2001 "release," I was in the midst of a two-year exile away from the home city I share with the band. While the rock-crit throngs lined up to praise the album's experimentalism, screw-the-Record-Company-Man martyrdom and accidental 9/11 relevance, it merely seemed to me like a postcard photograph that perfectly sums up all the things you love”
