A ROLLING STONE, MOJO, and PITCHFORK BOOK OF THE YEAR A NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER
The story, in his own words, of one of the century's most feted singer Jeff Tweedy, the man behind music by Uncle Tupelo, Wilco, and Tweedy. Through his pioneering work in the legendary country-punk band Uncle Tupelo, to his enduring legacy as the creative force behind the unclassifiable sound of Wilco, Jeff Tweedy has weaved his way between the underground and the mainstream. While his songs have been endlessly discussed and analysed, rarely has Tweedy talked directly about himself in any detail - until now. Funny, disarming and deeply honest, his memoir casts light on his unique creative process and the moments that have shaped his life and career.
'There's a big-heartedness to the way he humorous, fearless, unflinching.' GUARDIAN 'Frank, engaging, and often very funny.' MOJO 'Enlightening . . . a rock'n'roll book that quietly dismantles what we expect from rock'n'roll books.' PITCHFORK 'A uniquely raw autobiography.' ROLLING STONE 'Wildly entertaining . . . breathtaking . . . unforgettable . . . it's a wonderful book, alternately sorrowful and triumphant.' NPR
Jeff Tweedy, the leader of the band Wilco, is an engaging and hilarious writer with a surprising amount of emotional intelligence and a distinctive authorial voice. This is his memoir of growing up in the benighted town of Belleville, Illinois, meeting his Uncle Tupelo bandmate Jay Farrar, leaving Uncle Tupelo to start his own band, and various Wilco-related shenanigans up to 2017, including getting addicted to painkillers and coming out clean (with the help of what sounds like a particularly terrifying in-patient rehab clinic).
Lots of laughing aloud from my wife and me as we read (me first, then her). It's an easy, quick, mildly illuminating read that I recommend to anyone who enjoys non-sensationalistic rock memoirs.
I entirely enjoyed this audiobook, read by the author, Jeff Tweedy. It's intimate, and insightful, and beautiful. It's helpful to have some context for Tweedy and his band, Wilco, but it's not essential. It's a memoir that is wistful and elegiac on one hand and self-deprecatingly disarming on the other. Highly recommended.