alright so Summerteeth is why I'm a Wilco fan. Wynona Ryder introducing them on Conan was my intro. And as such, I have a lot of attachment to this album. It's not technically my favorite Wilco album. But it's close. And it's one of those albums where I struggle to pick a favorite song. Is it the slacker bummer headnod of "She's A Jar," or the simple strummy "How To Fight Loneliness," or is it the Cars-y pop of "Always In Love" or the what-did-he-just-say lyrics in "Via Chicago" or or or...? I love this record. It's constantly shapeshifting for its entire duration, and yet nothing feels THAT far removed from Being There. This is a band evolving before our eyes, but in a natural way. Like how you can't see someone's hair growing if you see them everyday.