WILCOWilco (the album) (Nonesuch)<strong>The</strong> Beatles’ White Album and Metallica’s black blockbusterincluded – and countless eponymous albumsand songs in between – self-titled discs telegraph botha certain absence of inspiration (a name for the work)and either obstinacy or hubris in its creators eschewingthe need for a brand regardless of the effort’s quality.All three characteristics mark Wilco’s seventh studio LP,Wilco (the album), the latter two par for the course, andartistic stimulus still something of a slippery slope in thecontinuing wake of the Chicagoans’ recorded peak, 2002’sYankee Hotel Foxtrot. Successive 2004 haunt A Ghost IsBorn remains somewhat analogous to Radiohead’s Kid A,more extension than reinvention but still face lift enoughthat its spin-off, Sky Blue Sky (2007), gets relegated toAmnesiac status. Sky Blue Sky, with its landlocked paucityof material, didn’t want to be another guitar-lined Ghost,but given “Impossible Germany” probably should havebeen. Wilco (the album) resets the sextet back to pre-Foxtrot pop while furthering Americana avant-gardist JeffTweedy’s Radiohead-like melodic sophistication. What itlacks in identity, perhaps a statement of purpose lockeddown by a title, the tightly produced, musically pointedWilco compensates for in near-total coalescence. Its hope,vulnerability, and fears converse as one Tweedy. For all itseye-rolling use of the group’s name as lyrical hook, opener“Wilco (the song)” provides its stated “sonic shoulder tocry on” as the album’s obvious anthem, Nels Cline’s roadburnguitar flare cutting the song’s analog chug. Ephemeralfollow-up “Deeper Down” cobbles together bits and piecesof stained-glass 1960s precociousness on the order ofthe Zombies even as subtle stunner “One Wing” takesflight next as a far stronger outgrowth of its predecessor’ssuitelike approach to melody. That Wilco’s prerequisitestretch into atonality, the neurotic fidget of “BullBlack Nova,” whose percussive keys recall Ghost highlight“Spiders (Kidsmoke),” seals the first third of the albumwith uncertainty is one of its few flaws. Fortunately, sweetlysimple midpoint “You and I” brings the whole endeavorinto hard focus, particularly as the Summerteeth Beatlesesqueof “You Never Know” and its “Glass Onion” start-upcombined with George Harrison “My Sweet Lord” guitarswoop buttresses it. Soft acoustic jiggle and gauzy slideon “Solitaire” caps both with an intimate acknowledgementthat “I was wrong to believe in me only.” Clusteredlyrical loop “I’ll Fight” then commits to one of the album’ssharpest hooks. Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers-ish “SonnyFeeling” and final “A Day in the Life” piano press of closer“Everlasting Everything” – 88 keys here are Ghost’s sixstrings – bring Wilco’s best CD since Foxtrot to a typicallybittersweet Tweedy conclusion: Wilco, group, song, and (thealbum) – for better or worse – may be all we have.– Raoul Hernandez PERFECT GREAT GOOD MEDIOCRE COASTERSON VOLTAmerican Central Dust (Rounder)Jay Farrar has long shared NeilYoung’s rustic vision of America, butnever with the somber precision ofAmerican Central Dust. Son Volt’sthird album since Farrar reassembledthe band in 2005 with <strong>Austin</strong> bassistAndrew Duplantis in tow, Dust kicksup a darkness that previously only surfaced on his solo work.Young’s explicitly channeled on two piano dirges, “Cocaineand Ashes,” which empathizes with Keith Richards’ supposedsnorting of his father’s remains, and “Sultana,” whichdescribes the worst maritime disaster in U.S. history. <strong>The</strong>St. Louis quintet demonstrates its considerable country-rockflair in the sweet riffs of “Jukebox of Steel” and gently loping“Dust of Daylight,” while Farrar’s political side emerges on“When the Wheels Don’t Move,” a dusky ramble about risinggas prices that would make James McMurtry proud. Seldomuplifting, American Central Dust still reaffirms Son Volt’s pinnacleatop today’s American roots rockers.– Jim CaligiuriTHE LOW ANTHEMOh My God, Charlie Darwin (Nonesuch)Just when it seems that indieAmericana has devoured mostof the indigenous territory at itsdisposal, the Low Anthem risesfrom the underbrush. Reissued byNonesuch, the Rhode Island trio’s2008 sophomore disc evolves withsequencing that emphasizes thealbum’s ability to trek equally compellingthrough stark haunted valleysand raucously stomped hillsides. Secular hymn “CharlieDarwin” opens with frontman Ben Knox Miller trilling a gentleFleet Foxes falsetto but slowly drifts darker through “ToOhio” and the Leonard Cohen-esque “Ticket Taker.” Whilequiet contemplation on “(Don’t) Tremble” and “To the GhostsWho Write History Books” allows Miller’s songwriting toemerge most effectively, the furious infusion of “<strong>The</strong> HorizonIs a Beltway” and ragged “Home I’ll Never Be” growl TomWaits by way of the Pogues. <strong>The</strong> Low Anthem finds the balanceof apocalypse and subtlety sought by the Avett or FeliceBrothers but never wrangled so effectively.– Doug FreemanJEFFREY LEWIS & THE JUNKYARD’Em Are I (Rough Trade)If last year’s 12 Crass Songs wasthe only recording this Brooklynbasedanti-folk-up ever put out, itwould’ve been enough. An acoustic,eclectic, and altogether electrifyinginterpretation of the UK anarchists’greatest nonhits, Crass provedJeffrey Lewis in on the joke evenwhen there wasn’t any. Now ’EmAre I, arriving in the wake of connubial catastrophe, comeschock-full o’ rat-clever rhymes and tinny triple entendres thatcould’ve been titled Systematic Death (of the Heart). Absurdlycatchy opener “Slogans” has irony-free aphorisms (“Everyoneyou meet is you, divided by what they’ve been through”),but what propels both the song and LP is the insistence ofLewis’ hypernasal twang and melodic dissonance. “BrokenBroken Broken Heart” reserves a spot on every breakup mixtape,while “Mini-<strong>The</strong>me: Moocher From the Future” bobblesspacey keys and hayseed guitar as the lyrics wax downrightquantum (“<strong>The</strong> past is just the future that arrived too soon”).Sucks to be you, Lewis, but we’re just that into you.– Marc Savlovphases & stagesHANNE HUKKELBERGBlood From a Stone (Nettwerk)Where 2004 debut Little Thingswas prismatic and experimental, thisthird time around finds Norwegianminimalist Hanne Hukkelberg tuningup her machine with muted colors.<strong>The</strong> slow-building songs boastimpressive payoffs (“Crack,” “Seventeen”), and when theyhave a pulse, they’re propellant and poised (“Bandy Riddles,”the 1980s whiff of the title track). In between, however, laysa dense, half-baked haze that makes Blood From a Stonefrustrating. Hukkelberg’s voice is the centerpiece amid blurryshifts of guitar and ominous organ, leaving it up to her toremedy the midtempo stasis, but it’s almost like she’s teasinglisteners, withholding that big note in favor of sleepingaids like “No Mascara Tears” and “Salt of the Earth.” Icyseven-minute closer “Bygd Til By,” sung by Hukkelberg inher native tongue, spews the clean frost that marks herScandinavian birthright. Here, the singer finally gets somecolor in her cheeks.– Audra SchroederVIEUX FARKA TOURÉFondo (Six Degrees)Dedication to Ali Farka Touré, Mali-to-Mississippi guitarwhisperer, again stamps written coda to a musicalséance by his six-string spawn, Boureima “Vieux” FarkaTouré. Where the late-twentysomething’s (Vieux = oldman) eponymous debut played tribute to the fallen alltimeblues elder through a traditionally minded spell oforiginals and oeuvre nods to his father, Fondo’s whollyoriginal hybrid of desert blues and tropical syncopationwafts sonic smoke rings around a steel backbone. <strong>The</strong>Malian way, a thick cluster of electric jangle overlaid bycascading bee-sting leads, remains one of the most hypnoticbyways of global axe worship. “Fafa” opens with ashamanic drone, but “Sarama” agitates a tsunami beaton a simple bass pulse crowned by Touré’s pin cushionpicking. “Walé” tick tacks a chant led by Ali Farka voxchanneler Afel Bocoum, while “Slow Jam” floats abovean album devoted to them, and “Mali” plows guitar, butone-drop “Diaraby Magni,” acoustic tidal pool “Paradise,”and the steady drip of “Fafa (Reprise)” at the finish, notto mention Touré making mincemeat out of “Chérie Lé,”seal in Fondo with teapot fermentation. “Farka” was afamily nickname for the stubborn “donkey” of the clan,and although Vieux Farka Touré demonstrates modernelasticity, his standard of tradition kicks equally hard.– Raoul Hernandez52 T H E A U S T I N C H R O N I C L E JULY 3, <strong>2009</strong> a u s t i n c h r o n i c l e . c o m
BY CHUCK SHEPHERDUsing GPS and state-of-the-art sonar, Columbia University researchersrecently made the first comprehensive map of the wonders submergedin New York City’s harbors. Supplementing those findings with historicaldata, New York magazine reported the inventory’s highlights in May: a 350-foot steamship (downed in 1920), a freight train (derailed in 1865), 1,600bars of silver (unrecovered since 1903), a fleet of Good Humor ice creamtrucks (which form a reef for aquatic life), and so many junked cars nearthe Brooklyn and Manhattan bridges that divers use them as underwaternavigation points. Of most concern lately, though, are the wildlife: 4-foot-longworms that eat wooden docks and tiny gribbles that eat concrete pilings.THE CONTINUING CRISISMore Post-Traumatic Stress: Peter Singer,the author of a new book on battlefieldrobotics, told LiveScience.com in May hehad seen soldiers in Iraq and Afghanistangrow so attached to their bomb-disposalrobots that, in one case, the soldier risked160 feet of enemy machine-gun fire toretrieve his little buddy, and in another, asoldier brought his robot in for repairs withtears in his eyes over the “injury” to hisbeloved “Scooby-Doo.” Several units, hesaid, had given their robots promotions,Purple Hearts, and even a military funeral.LEAST COMPETENT CRIMINALS1) Brandon Hiser, 22, was arrested inKansas City, Mo., in May for trying to breakin to a bank using only a screwdriver, whichwould be a daunting task any time, but thebank Hiser was trying to enter was theFederal Reserve Bank of Kansas City. 2)Ezedrick Jones, 18, was arrested inMemphis, Tenn., for the attempted robberyof the very same KFC from which he hadrecently been fired. Though masked, Joneswas quickly recognized by his former managervia the mask’s oversized eye holes,and throughout the robbery the managerkept addressing Ezedrick by name.PEOPLE DIFFERENT FROM USIn the Kings Creek area north of Lenoir,N.C., according to sheriff’s deputies, twofeuding families created a ruckus in Mayafter a dog killed a neighbor’s cat. Whenthe cat’s owner found out, he shot the dogdead. When the dog’s owner found out, heshot the cat’s owner and the man’s youngdaughter. Deputies were called, and whenthey arrived, the dog’s owner shot both ofthem, but one got off a return shot, fatallywounding the dog’s owner (and completingthe chain!).GOVERNMENT IN ACTIONMore California Money “Management”:<strong>The</strong> Los Angeles Unified School District paysalmost $10 million a year to about 160teachers and staff who are forbidden to doany work – those subject to discipline butwhose cumbersome “due process” andappeals take years to carry out. One teacher,Matthew Kim, fired by the school board in2002 for allegedly sexually harassing studentsand colleagues, still receives his$68,000 a year including benefits and (byunion contract interpretation) cannot becalled on to perform clerical or other non-“professional” duties during the appeals,according to a May Los Angeles Times report.ROY TOMPKINSBecause of what an April Boston Globereport called “a decades-old interpretationof the state’s militia laws,” state governmentemployees who are also members ofthe Massachusetts National Guard and whogo on active duty are paid much moremoney if deployed at home than in Iraq orAfghanistan. State law requires thoseGuardsmen on domestic duty to be paidboth for their state job and their militaryduty while Guardsmen in the war zones collectonly the higher of the two salaries.Britain’s Local Governments Are Afraid ofEverything: 1) <strong>The</strong> Bedfordshire and LutonFire and Rescue Service issued rules recentlyrequiring the use of long poles to testhigh-up fire alarms because letting the firefightersuse stepladders might lead to injuries.2) <strong>The</strong> South Kesteven District Councildecided in May to no longer hoist the oversizedFlag of St. George outside BourneTown Hall on St. George’s Day because ofthe “risk” involved in using an 8-foot ladderon a plinth above a spoked gate.Small-Town Government “People Skills”:E-mails from Smithfield, Pa., TownshipSupervisor Christine Griffin, published inMay in the Pocono Record, confirmed thelongtime complaints of critics about herlack of diplomacy. In one official e-mail,Griffin wrote: “Don’t you dare waste mytime with your [expletive], you lying cheatingson of a [expletive], sneaky back door[expletive] nut [expletive] sucker.” In another:“[N]o cement boots for me! Nice trythough, a real drama rama! Reminder: I amthe quintessential professional! [D]ecorumand common sense are my bylaws!”THE EVOLUTION OF DEMOCRACY1) Kim Schroeder, running for vice presidentof the Milwaukee, Wis., Teachers’ EducationAssociation in May, promised a five-point program,with the first four being vows to makethe union more aggressive toward the schoolboard. His fifth point, he said, was “to makesure that there is … beer and wine availablefor our monthly Leaders’ Meetings.” (He lost.)2) Josko Risa finished second in the electionfor mayor of Prozolac, Croatia (population4,500), and was in a run-off on May 31because of (or despite) his campaign pledgeof (roughly translated) “All for me, nothing foryou” (or, “It is definitely going to be better forme but will be the same for you”). (Run-offresults from Croatia were not widely reported.)UNDIGNIFIED DEATHS<strong>The</strong>ir Last Words: 1) “A million dollars is alot of money to pay for a whore” were thelast words of multimillionaire French bankerEdouard Stern, according to his girlfriend,Cecile Brossard, who took offense (and wasconvicted of killing him in June in Geneva,Switzerland). 2) “Shoot me, shoot me,” you“ain’t got the [expletive]” were the lastwords (according to a police report) of ScottRiley, 25, who was arguing with the gunwieldingJoseph Jimenez, 24, about theirgame of beer pong in Bridgeport, Pa., in May.Visit Chuck Shepherd daily atwww.newsoftheweird.blogspot.com(or www.newsoftheweird.com).Send your Weird News to: Chuck Shepherd, PO Box18737, Tampa, FL 33679 or weirdnewstips@yahoo.com.©<strong>2009</strong> UNIVERSAL PRESS SYNDICATE Convenient local office Convenient Money-saving local local discounts office Money-saving Low down payments discounts Low Low Monthly down paymentsplans Monthly 24-hour payment service and plansclaims 24-hour service and and claims732-2211 ext. 39041 Research Blvd. Suite 240<strong>Austin</strong>(Hwy 183 at Burnet Rd., above Black-Eyed Pea)Home, renters, and boat coverages are written through non-affiliated insurancecompanies and are secured through Insurance Counselors Inc, the GEICO Property Agency.Some Home,Home,discounts, renters,renters,coverages, andandboatboatcoveragescoveragespayment plans, arearewrittenwrittenand features throughthroughare non-affiliatednon-affiliatednot available insuranceinsuranceall states orcompaniescompaniesin all GEICO andandcompanies. arearesecuredsecured© throughthrough2007 GEICO. 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