I used to really dislike this back when it came out, but my musical taste evolves over time and with that comes the realization that this album is near perfect, a very calm record which the primary focus is on songwriting. This sounds like something that should've been released in 1972 not 2002
Obviously Wilco's best effort to date... and I don't think they'll ever top it. It's a masterpiece. One reviewer put it well: it begs the questions what is success? What is failure? And what is happiness? Jeff Tweedy was lost in 2002, using drugs and contemplating life's biggest questions. Sometimes, in this case especially, that's just what you want for an album to be great.
one of the reasons i gave wilco two classics is because, besides tweedy's vocals, YHF and 'being there' sound like 2 completely different albums from two different bands. this album definitely took a while to grow on me, but damn, am i glad it did. musically, this album is about as close to perfect as you can get. wilco can take even the simplest three chord song (i am trying to break your heart), and make it into a masterpiece. you can credit that to some amazing drumming throughout the album along with the amazing sounds they created by experimenting. couple the amazing background music with tweedy's perfect voice and exceptional songwriting and you got one of the greatest albums ever produced.
This is one of those albums which prove that the album is definitaly not dead. It is the only way in which a story can be told. The songs work best when heard together. For me it's the perfect companion to the Flaming lips' soft bulletin. It is also one of those albums where you just like with great books f.i., have to put in some work to really get it. You need to listen to it again and again untill you can't seem to go a week before listening to it again.