Jeff Tweedy

Sunken Treasure: Live in the Pacific Northwest (Nonesuch)

Jeff Tweedy isn’t afraid of you and will beat your ass. Not really, but he would prefer folks not talk while he’s trying to sing. This radical idea is a recurring theme of Sunken Treasure, a travelogue of last February’s Seattle-to-San Francisco solo trek. In Portland, Ore., the Wilco leader busts out a “shut the fuck up,” then apologizes for the hoarseness brought on by his hilarious soliloquy a day later in Eugene. When Tweedy does sing, both Wilco standards (“Shot in the Arm”) and unreleased nuggets (“The Thanks I Get,” “Black Eye”) glow with the same inner light the amber-filtered camera lends his impish face. ***.5

This article appears in December 22 • 2006.

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