Songs That Kicked My Ass Vol. III: Impossible Germany
Posted by Mason | Posted in Music, Songs that kicked my ass, Stuff we actually like, Uncategorized | Posted on 08-03-2010
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An impossibly perfect introduction to Wilco…
I don’t know why it took me so long to get into Wilco. They’re an amazing band, from Chicago to boot! I had their album Yankee Hotel Foxtrot, because I had always heard of the band and that this was their best album, but I never really gave it the light of day. I think “Jesus Etc.” was all I listened to from it. Thankfully, one day I became fed up and decided to see what this band was all about after all.
The second I heard “Impossible Germany,” I knew. The fluid harmonized guitars in the intro turned into background flourishes for the melancholy verses. I still have a tough time understanding the cerebral lyrics and what exactly Impossible Germany and Unlikely Japan signify (World War II, perhaps?) but that doesn’t mean they’re ineffective at all.
And then there’s the solo. Hot damn, that solo. Nels Cline was an excellent addition to Wilco and works his magic on this track. His jazz background is heard loud and clear through his quick bebop runs, but his phrasing is what kills me. The space in between the notes is just as important as the notes themselves, and Cline makes use of every bit of time he has, taking breaths in between phrases for punctuation and also (in my mind) to give the listener a chance to pause and think “Damn! This guy can play.”
After the solo comes a gorgeous harmonized riff with more soloing done on top. At this point you may be thinking Wilco is participating in some major wankage, but trust me it is tastefully done. The great solo complements the great song and blends into a style that’s hard to pin down. It’s Cline’s jazz, it’s Jeff Tweedy’s rock, but it isn’t fusion.

I was surprised to read reviews of Sky Blue Sky, the album that features “Impossible Germany.” After hearing songs like “On and On and On,” ”You Are My Face,” “Either Way,” and the album’s title track, I was blown away. Many critics didn’t share the sentiment, saying it was a disappointing follow-up to Yankee Hotel Foxtrot and that it wasn’t as bold or experimental of an effort. Fine then, to each his own I guess. All I know is that the album, and “Impossible Germany” definitely kicked my ass.





