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I assumed the same thing. Wow, this bonus version is really great... and there's something funny about how the first track used in the VW campaign isn't actually on the album.

Clicking on the Wilco CD icon made my desktop PC crash three times in a row, so I gave up and tried it on my laptop. That worked smoothly.

From Wilco HQ:

From Wilco HQ:

I hadn't tried to access the enhanced content until today, but I think I'm in the same boat. I bought the CD+DVD, and the both the box and disc are labeled with the "Enhanced CD" logo, but I can't locate anything besides the audio files. I guess I'm going to send off an email...

Good for them. Five songs in five different spots for a new VW ad campaign. I know Jeff is a big fan of Nick Drake, but still...

That's some good stuff right there. Nice work, Matt.

So who is guiding these young filmmakers? Brett Ratner. Brett Ratner is being presented to us as the consummate Hollywood storyteller. I realize that this show isn't going to give us, say, Jafar Panahi... but Brett Ratner? Seriously?

I too felt misled by the ad campaign, and it took me 20 minutes to acclimate to what it really was trying to do. Once I got on the right wavelength, though, I was hooked. It has nasty elements, but it's not an entirely hopeless story, is it? She finds emotional and psychological refuge in her fantasies, and the nobility of sacrifice is celebrated. I found the ending very hopeful, in its own way.

That's on my short list, too.

I don't want to throw around a term like "retard," but sounds like someone missed the satirical intentions of most of the posts in this thread.

I kinda liked the one with Colin Firth...

Have you read Nick Hornby's Fever Pitch? Everything I know about Arsenal I learned from that book. (I'm not a soccer fan, but I am obsessed with that book and its defense of why sports matter.)

Do NOT listen to Sky Blue Sky. It will give you dysentery and then monkeypox. It will make your armpit hair fall out. Blister beetles will invade your sweaty places. You'll scratch your ears bloody and wish you'd never been born.

The Ramones or Neil Young are obvious, to-be-expected choices, especially from a songwriter like Tweedy. I'm sure his choices were designed, at least partially, to confound expectations. Would this list be half as interesting if he had just rattled off the typical names?

I had no idea Jim James had his hair cut. I was stunned.

Wilco baseball movies eMusic books politics sean (or anything Asia-related)

You're still coming down to the Hardee's for bingo, right?

Yeah, that's a good one. For those who haven't seen it, we accompany an ailing, aging widower as he travels between four Bucharest hospitals that refuse to seriously regard his claims of head and stomach pains, mostly because those complaints are drenched in the smell of alcohol. His full name is Dante Remus Lazarescu, and that moniker, pregnant with not one but three symbolic meanings, suggests a grim odyssey top-heavy with self-importance, but quite the reverse is true: While the movie does swing for the fences in its hellish, sometimes funny indictment of inefficient medical systems, its

Off the top of my head, I can't think of a stranger use of Wilco.

A couple of classics: Mouchette / Bresson Overlord / Cooper

Wilco's popularity, or lack thereof, bears zero relationship to how I respond to the music.