I didn't get my Wilco CD and T-shirt and tote bag yesterday. Perhaps they will be delivered today. I sure hope so! I want to wear that t-shirt. I'm going to be like Courtney with her red boots. When she was two, she got a pair of red cowboy boots as a gift and wore them day and night--even to bed over her footed pajamas. There was no dissuading her. So I will be with my KimberlyAnn (The Fan) t-shirt. Watch out!
Having looked forward to Wilco's new CD for so long, I couldn't wait one more second than necessary to hear it. I waited up 'till midnight last night and attempted to download it from Kungfustore's site but the link was broken, whatever that means. I tried everything. I finally ate a few strawberries and waited a bit to see if the link would be repaired and thankfully it was. At 1:00 am I downloaded Wilco (The Album) and listened to it for the first time. Amazing.
These are first impressions, having heard each song only two or three times, but sometimes first impressions are the best so I thought I'd jot them down. I can always change my mind if I want.
I worried I'd not enjoy the new album as much as the others, but I was wrong. I LOVE this album. There's not a dud on it, so far as I can tell. Even Wilco (The Song) is growing on me and at first, I didn't like it. Deeper Down reminds me of Hummingbird. Very nice. One Wing is so very sad that I could only listen once. One Wing (One Time). I do like it, but I'm not so sure I want to listen again for a while. I can't quite put my finger on why, but that song makes my heart ache.
Bull Black Nova is almost too much. Don't get me wrong, I like it, but I'm good with it ending when it does. It's like I'm on the verge of a headache from the repetitive chords or something. It was better live than on the album, IMO, but still a great intense tune.
I love Feist. Leslie has such a unique voice. I am a bit disappointed that the uniqueness of her voice didn't come across as well as it might have on the track You and I. That nitpick aside, I adore the song. Yeah, I know, it's kind of a silly love song and a bit on the light side, but as Sir Paul said, "What's wrong with that?" It's catchy, for certain. It's the one I've been humming all morning.
I also love the pop-ish You Never Know and I'll Fight and Sonny Feeling. That's what is so great about this album--the variety.
Country Disappeared is, at the moment, my favorite from the album. That will change by tomorrow, I'm sure. But I intend to pound this one out on the piano by nightfall. With Courtney and Chloe's help, at least. They've better ears than their mom.
Solitaire and Everlasting Everything are heartbreaking. Beautifully heartbreaking. Especially Everlasting Everything. It's like the pinnacle of Tweedy's album. It seems to perfectly represent the overarching sadness of his music. The ending of the song is butterflies.
Anyway, those are my initial thoughts. I've been torturing myself with Schopenhauer lately. Though he comes across as quite the downer, I must agree with him when it comes to music. Nothing else moves me like music does. There are emotions that are inexpressible in any other way. "Music, since it passes over the Ideas is...quite independent of the phenomenal world, positively ignores it, and, to a certain extent, could still exist even if there were no world at all...." I've often thought that I'd be thrilled to die and exist eternally as a sound. A note. In a minor key. I am B flat.
What a deep well Tweedy gave me with his new album. I love it. Thanks, Jeff.