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228 reviews for:
Let's Go (So We Can Get Back): A Memoir of Recording and Discording with Wilco, Etc.
Jeff Tweedy
4.38 AVERAGE
228 reviews for:
Let's Go (So We Can Get Back): A Memoir of Recording and Discording with Wilco, Etc.
Jeff Tweedy
4.38 AVERAGE
Tweedy is the perfect book for those old school 80s music kids . Descriptions of the times and life of a close knit band are perfect. As time progresses , hindsight and foresight make him more lovable than even his songs.
What Jeff Tweedy reveals about his life is heartfelt, many times funny, touching, but mostly a lesson in how being comfortable in being vulnerable can bring you joy.
I admit I’ve never been the biggest Wilco fan, but this is the second book of Jeff Tweedy’s I’ve read (the other being his book on songwriting) and he says such incredible truths about being a musician, a songwriter, and just a human being invested in music and living life in that world that always resonates so well with me. If he writes another boo I’m sure to read it. I was thoroughly entertained from beginning to end.
Aye. It was a good fast read but will probably only appeal to Wilco fans. Nice style, naturalistic unreliability included.
"Now people say
What drugs did you take
And why don't you start taking them again?
But they're not my friends
And if I was dead
What difference would it ever make to them"
Really makes me feel bad that I like his music much better from the era when he was addicted to opioids than his current stuff. He spends a lot of the book trying to convince you that you don't need to suffer for your art, but damned if his best albums didn't come out of the worst parts of his life.
What drugs did you take
And why don't you start taking them again?
But they're not my friends
And if I was dead
What difference would it ever make to them"
Really makes me feel bad that I like his music much better from the era when he was addicted to opioids than his current stuff. He spends a lot of the book trying to convince you that you don't need to suffer for your art, but damned if his best albums didn't come out of the worst parts of his life.
There is a chapter in here where Jeff Tweedy writes about song-writing and his methods, wrapped in a metaphor about an experimental record he convinced his parents to buy him for Christmas that they snatched from the record player before 30 seconds even played. "I love that moment in the life of a song that is all possibility and potential. When I can imagine all of the different directions it could go. I find that just as enjoyable, maybe more enjoyable, than when it's fully realized. A finished record is just....finished."
It's exactly the same feeling that I have about books. I was recently in a conversation with someone about my prolific reading habits and I was trying to explain to them the sheer JOY that the promise of a new book gives me. That all too often, when it's over, I'm left with melancholy that the endless possibilities are no more and that they too are simply...just finished.
More often than not, when I've given something five stars it's because the reality of the end of the book, along with the prose, the story, and the characters met the unrealized and imagined expectations that I envisioned in the beginning. This is one of those books.
Wilco and LCD Soundsystem are my two favorite bands of all time. They have taught me that music can be weird and funny at the same time and Tweedy's memoir confirms the fact that his approach to music is anything but reverent and serious. Tweedy also isn't shy about being forward about the fact that sometimes he's a dick. I loved everything about this refreshingly honest, sometimes hilarious, and often painful memoir that confirms why I love Tweedy, and subsequently have a minor obsession with his son Spencer. If you love music, this is a must read.
It's exactly the same feeling that I have about books. I was recently in a conversation with someone about my prolific reading habits and I was trying to explain to them the sheer JOY that the promise of a new book gives me. That all too often, when it's over, I'm left with melancholy that the endless possibilities are no more and that they too are simply...just finished.
More often than not, when I've given something five stars it's because the reality of the end of the book, along with the prose, the story, and the characters met the unrealized and imagined expectations that I envisioned in the beginning. This is one of those books.
Wilco and LCD Soundsystem are my two favorite bands of all time. They have taught me that music can be weird and funny at the same time and Tweedy's memoir confirms the fact that his approach to music is anything but reverent and serious. Tweedy also isn't shy about being forward about the fact that sometimes he's a dick. I loved everything about this refreshingly honest, sometimes hilarious, and often painful memoir that confirms why I love Tweedy, and subsequently have a minor obsession with his son Spencer. If you love music, this is a must read.
This is a superb memoir. Jeff Tweedy writes with tremendous self-effacement and self-awareness, and this memoir is disarming and engaging and weaves between being laugh-out-loud funny (I never actually laugh while reading) and poignant, while always being incredibly honest (Tweedy doesn’t shy away from admitting when he was wrong or did a shitty thing to a band member or his family, but he acknowledges and admits it). If you’re at all a Wilco or Uncle Tupelo fan, you absolutely need to read this book.
Memoir read by the author, Jeff Tweedy. He describes his childhood, Uncle Tupelo, songwriting process, addition, family, etc. He's funny and sarcastic. The author's wife and one of his sons also are on the audio. It also includes a song by the author.
As a fan of the majority of Wilco’s catalog, I definitely wanted to check out frontman Jeff Tweedy’s memoir and it does not disappoint. I’m not too aware of Wilco’s early days or really much of anything during the Uncle Tupelo era (Jeff’s previous band before Wilco) so that was really cool to read how/where Jeff grew up and where he got his inspirations from. Jeff writes in a very conversational way as if he’s directly speaking to you, which makes this even more enjoyable. Wilco’s catalog is essential in my opinion, so I highly recommend getting familiar with the band’s amazing array of albums too if you haven’t already (Summerteeth, Yankee Hotel Foxtrot, A Ghost Is Born, Star Wars… etc etc).
This is a wonderful memoir from Tweedy. He's very open about his struggles with addiction but the book is also peppered with very dry, self-effacing humour.
As a fan of his music, it helps to put a narrative that underpins his development as a songwriter.
As a fan of his music, it helps to put a narrative that underpins his development as a songwriter.