I'm glad you know how many times I've listened to "Sky Blue Sky". I'm also glad you flatter me with the image of someone who cares deeply about others thinking I "know about music". I found the new Wilco album to be a bloated, lyrically trite and wholly uninspired work of dry post-rehab doldrums. There are a couple strong tracks, like "On and On and On", but on the whole the disc makes an overwhelming case for why Tweedy needs to get back on the drugs. I'm glad you enjoyed it, I think I would be happier if I enjoyed more of the movies and music I expose myself to.