At this point, Wilco may very well make a better Neil Young album than Neil Young, which is the best way to describe what this sounds like. Although this CD seems a bit more polished than Yankee Hotel Foxtrot and doesn't have as many of the sonic crackles, but it's still a good effort, although having two songs going over the 10 minute mark is a little excessive and neither song really merits it and could have been cut to 5-6 minutes each without losing anything, including the EIGHT MINUTE strain of white noise between tracks 11 and 12. There's being arty and then there's being indulgant, and that would be the line.
So far, I'm liking parts of it, although it's worth noting that with every Wilco album up until now it takes me a few listens to really get into it.
I heard there's supposed to be an American Idol movie out this spring with Justin and Kelly. I hope that doesn't become an annual tradition, with the winner and runner-up in a movie together. For me, I couldn't care less about the show.