Fun program on the BBC http://youtu.be/vQzvpzxJ7iE "On February 11th, the 50th anniversary of the famous 12-hour session at Abbey Road which resulted in the Beatles' iconic album Please Please Me, leading artists such as Stereophonics, Graham Coxon, Gabrielle Aplin, Joss Stone, Chris Difford and Glenn Tilbrook of Squeeze, Paul Carrack, Mick Hucknall and I Am Kloot attempt to record the same songs, in the same timescale, in the same studio. The results were captured in this BBC 4 program, presented by Stuart Maconie."

"Q: You play it every day, non- stop. What are you trying to achieve? A: While at Recess, I’m listening to and recording the albums and documenting the covers. The albums I listen to get put up on the “staff picks” wall. At the end of the exhibition, I will press a new double-LP made from all the recordings layered upon each other. It will be like playing a few hundred copies of the White Album at once, each scratched and warped in its own way." Exhibition runs through March 9 at Recess Art Space, 41 Grand Street, New York: http://www.recessart.org/activities/6753

(Ok, it's really an ersatz store/art exhibition. The collection is beautiful though (click through http://www.dustandgr...y-white-albums/ to see more photos). It would be lovely to bring this to Solid Sound. Seems perfect for an art/music event.)

"Rutherford has a unique vinyl collection. He only collects the Beatles first pressing of The White Album... Chang is creating a record store that stocks only White Albums. But rather than selling the albums, he buys more from anyone willing to part with an original pressing in any condition." More at: http://www.dustandgrooves.com/rutherford-chang-we-buy-white-albums/

Me too! Hearing a graphic description of an object of worship defecating -- be it Jesus, Buddha or Jeff Tweedy -- would constitute a theological crisis.

"I assume it [being "tight" as a band] means there is so little space between the rock... and the intent to rock." LOL

Sure it gets old; you will grow old too. Live in the present moment and love loving it. You probably won't feel this way about a band too many times in a lifetime.

I remember reading at the time the album was released that this was a song about Jeff Tweedy deciding it was time to do something about his addiction to pain killers. He had been putting off going to rehab, citing his busy tour schedule, but realized that there was never going to be a better time to do it. I guess I shouldn't have read that interview because now that is the only interpretation I have of that song.

I'm hoping for new stuff, too. Revisiting the old is not my favorite thing about art, unless it is used referentially as a comment on the past. I think nostalgia plagues a lot of the Wilco community here, which is fine, but that aesthetic is subjective and personal and mostly about ourselves. I'm interested in the present Wilco. I want to hear what new influences and inspirations the year has had on their poetry and sound. I look forward to unfamiliar and exciting aural adventures, and to finding resonance. WOOT! The first listen is always such a thrill. I can hardly wait!

My darling Santa and an old friend who recently moved to North Adams are making the impossible possible for me. I feel so loved! I'm the luckiest girl in the world. I shall see you all at the Wilco Convention. Happy 2013! Live long and prosper!

I concur!

Here is a track ("Plastic Cup") from the upcoming album http://youtu.be/MHR9o8J5cBg

I am experiencing some burnout, but it probably has nothing to do with Wilco. The process has been self-conscious and self-induced. I was in such a frenzy of happiness after seeing my first Wilco show in Dublin's Vicar Street in 2007, I couldn't help but binge. There wasn't a high that was high enough. I had to go to two or three shows in a row at a time to feel sated. We'd rent a car and drive across Spain, take a train from Amsterdam to Brussels to Paris. After one binge, I'd plan the next one. I lived my life from binge to binge. In 2008, I went to 11 shows. I saw way more of Wilco than I

If it was during Hoodoo Voodoo, the happiness was response to the EXCELLENT "Magic Mike"-style burlesque that was happening on stage, performed by one muy caliente mustachioed roadie. A little taste here: https://www.facebook...151290811082489 Whoo! This little lady definitely needed a cold shower after that show last night. Speaking of crushing on roadies, there was a young fella working on sound stage left who was like a cross between Ty Pennington (of Extreme Home) and Morten Harket (of A-Ha). Mmmhmmm. I was checking him out for my single BFF back home.

The desire to meet the band almost seems tautological to being a "loser." At least, the act presupposes that they are of a more elevated status than you. They are stars. At best, you are one of the small moons that revolve around a small planet in their vast solar system. I think the only way to not be a "loser" is to embrace the very loserhood that you eschew, even as conscious self-parody. Be Garth and Wayne, and bow and say "We're not worthy!" I have met the band a couple of times. Each time, I was sure to gush and flubber, and burst out with unplanned things that seem ridiculous in

The riots in Madrid earlier this week, and today flash floods in Murcia -- only two weeks till Wilco land in Spain. The airline I bought my ticket on (AerLingus) is threatening to go on strike. Is the media frenzy in this election year adding fuel to my personal fears about the economy and global climate change, or am I being paranoid? Will the stars align? Will I be like Mr. Magoo and have the anvil and piano drop right before and after I pass, and a man in a hardhat pop out of the open manhole just as I am about to step into it?

http://www.pbs.org/newshour/art/blog/2012/08/the-life-of-a-rock.html

A friend sent a link to this http://www.twigcase....-the-wilco-case: (The FSC Certified Wilco paper/bamboo iPhone 4/4s case. Available soon from wilcoword.net): It reminded me of an article in the Chicago Tribune another friend sent me over the weekend about Wilco's marketing savvy (http://www.chicagotr...,3426266.column), and I wondered... What have been some of your favorite Wilco merchandising? And does anyone have good ideas for products they should consider peddling in the wilco store?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V6JjY-AKPIY&feature=player_embedded

The top range of tickets are on par with the average cost of tickets to Paul Simon and Bruce Springsteen. (Or, ahem, Lady Gaga and Madonna.) In a way, I sort of think it is clever to make people who still can afford it pay top dollar to "subsidise" the show for the rest of the audience (who have to sit further back, but still get to have Wilco in their town.) Just hope no one rushes the stage. That would suck for people who bought the expensive tickets.

Maybe Spaniards can use their new batch of bailout money to buy Wilco tickets. http://www.guardian.co.uk/business/2012/jun/29/eurozone-bank-bailout-spain-italy

If you read earlier in the thread - it is precisely because I hold the IT to be on par with the New York Times or Washington Post that I am especially disapointed with the decline in journalistic integrity. The Indo and Herald are both tabloids and to be read for entertainment, but I expect the Irish Times to be unbiased and factual. I have encountered IT journalists at cocktail parties, PR events and the like, both here and abroad (I too, was a journalist.) with their Southside addresses and posh backgrounds. Not that there is anything wrong with being privileged. I have no personal coll

Nice music replacement... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=84WpcmJ28Yg&feature=player_embedded

Sorry to resurrect this thread, but just wanted to rant a little about the crappy reporting at the Irish Times some more... I have met a few journalists who work for them -- all of them seem to have inherited money, and got jobs because they are related to people. No gritty hard nosed journalists need apply. They suck up to the rich and powerful and complain about taxes and civil servants. http://www.irishtimes.com/newspaper/property/2012/0621/1224318353022 Last year, one of the organizers of Democrats Abroad, an Irish American gal, committed suicide after being bullied at her Irish compa

I agree! I love Wilco but when I hear Wilco piped in over speakers while out doing something mundane (shopping or having coffee) I feel a little violated. It's inexplicable. I prefer to listen to my Wilco at home, in my car, with friends, or live in concert, but not in public spaces like restaurants or stores. Maybe because It is too emotive or mentally engaging, and so a bit uncomfortable to have that laid bare in front of strangers. Or maybe because i just prefer to have it loud or not at all? I can comfortably listen to "call me maybe" endlessly at the supermarket, though...