For the Love of God, Wilco’s New Album is Not Called “Shmilco.” It’s called Wilco, Shmilco. Just like Animal Collective’s new album isn’t “Painting with…,” it’s Painting with Animal Collective. All this ungodly amputation of verbal phrases reminds me of “cherries just,” the epically awful Mitch Hedberg joke in which he says, “My friend said … Continue reading “How the New Preferential Treatment of Mainstream Music Embodies a Certain Lack of American Nationalism”