Via Largehearted Boy comes this article about Wilco, and more specificaly Jeff Tweedy from the Houston Chronicle.
Time has been kind to Tweedy. He wasn't a wunderkind who dazzled folks during his youth. And he isn't inclined to spend much time obsessing over his early days in the much-loved country-punk troupe Uncle Tupelo. (Tupelo obsessives obsess enough to cover him.) He classifies himself as a "late bloomer" and is making some of his most exciting music at an age, 37, when many artists freeze while trying to determine where to go next. And he's blooming at an especially good time: during a period when rock 'n' roll doesn't have much direction or any prevalent personality, allowing leeway for experimentation.
Only Wilco's pace seems off compared to that romanticized era. Five albums in 11 years is glacierlike compared to the Beatles, the Beach Boys or Dylan.With Mermaid Ave. 1 &2, a couple of Golden Smog albums, a solo project for a film, and a Loose Fur cd, Tweedy has been anything but glacierlike. Posted by Tom at April 17, 2005 02:22 PM