Wilco (the blog post)

In my alternate reality, I've been following Wilco around on tour in Spain for the last month: high speed trains and Spanish libraries by day, tapas and Wilco by night. Málaga, Madrid, Barcelona, San Sebastian... I think I'm going to plan my next research trip around Wilco's Spanish tour dates.

In the here and now, though, I just watched Ashes of American Flags, the latest DVD about Wilco, and learned that the members of the band are suffering from various repetitive stress injuries, are passionate about small theaters in dying downtowns, and oppose the Walmartization of this country. It's a beautifully-shot concert film, one that you think you're just going to listen to in the background while you fold laundry, but end up getting completely absorbed by.

So, to sum up, Wilco can do no wrong.

Except for this. If there's one blog other than my own that needs to be password-protected, it's Spencer Tweedy's.