Whether due to his rabid fan base or well-chronicled psychogenic vomiting, Wilco frontman Jeff Tweedy’s psyche is plumbed every time he walks onto a stage. Judging by Tuesday night’s performance at the Lincoln Theatre, things are going pretty well for the shaggy, self-effacing singer. After years of struggle and mid-level success, his band has outgrown the confines of critical-darling status, now enjoying the spoils of widespread recognition and the type of reliable, ever-increasing fan base that encourages a band to release its own brand of coffee. In short, Tweedy (the singer) is doing just fine.

For the financially conscious concertgoer: here is how to reconcile paying $45 for a Wilco concert. The first hour (12 songs) in their set, in which the band received general and individual introductions via the “Fitter, Happier” computer voice and used a lot of fancy lighting, that’s one $15 show. The second hour (another 12 songs) in which they pulled out lamps, moved closer to each other and hinted that the audience could actually use…

Mike Cooley, Patterson Hood, and Jason Isbell in The Secret to a Happy Ending, Barr Weissman’s “love letter to rock and roll,” starring the Drive-By Truckers. It’s been nearly a decade since Southern Rock Opera — a perceptive, engrossing, and very loud meditation on Lynyrd Skynrd, race relations, and growing up and getting out — brought the Pitchfork crowd into the ever-broadening tent of Athens, GA’s Drive-By Truckers. Maryland-based documentarian Barr Weisman’s new DBT…

Ashes of American Flags, a film about Wilco recorded over a stretch of tour last year that saw the band across the American south, is not a documentary. The film follows the band through five different cities, but the shows are depicted in reverse of the actual tour dates. Some show footage is spliced together to move the narrative along. It’s a concert film, but it’s more than a movie of a concert; a…

Whether you’re a little bit Iggy or a little bit Moby; whether you breathlessly await each L’il Wayne mixtape or whether pop music ceased to interest you the year the Beatles stopped touring and Dylan went electric (in which case, congratulations on figuring out this old Internet), there was something to your taste at the third edition of the Virgin Mobile Festival this weekend. Not just something, actually: A lot. With a big assist from…

When Wilco first toured after the release of Yankee Hotel Foxtrot (2002, though it seems even longer ago), they’d joke around on stage about how they were trying to popularize the word “snoozin’.” Jeff Tweedy would say, “You know how when people started saying ‘bad’ when something was really good? It’s the same thing. ‘Snoozin’ is the new ‘rockin’.” It’s an ethos that, while not uniformly descriptive of the band’s output since then, is certainly…

Protest over national vs. regional chains, the never-ending debate over the place of cars and bicycles in our metropolises, professional sports scandals, remembering a solemn day, and being issued a search warrant – it all happened across our sites this week! Another banner week at Chicagoist started off with daily reports from food writer Lisa Shames on her attempt to eat only locally grown and raised foodstuffs all week as part of a farmers market…

Happy first weekend of September – and happy Labor Day weekend, too, for our American cities! Let’s take a look at what’s been happening around the Ist-a-verse. The deaths of two firefighters shook Bostonist this week. Boston’s firefighters bent over backwards all week long – first, they fought flames pouring from the Boston Tea Party museum, and then a restaurant fire killed two and injured many more. Their efforts make everything else – like Tom…

Maybe it’s always been this way, but it seems the latest trends in indie bands are to either go really big or pare everything down. Examples: The two-person, girl-boy pop duo has exploded, not to mention the two person blues combo. Power trios seem on the rise — run-of-the-mill rhythm guitarists need not apply. On the other side of the spectrum, The Arcade Fire gains a member every time they tour, collectives like Broken Social…

>> The actor who plays Jim Halpert on NBC’s The Office, John Krasinski, otherwise known as the boyfriend of every female staff writer at DCist, was apparently onstage with Ben Gibbard at the 9:30 Club last night. Krasinski, who met Gibbard on the set of the upcoming film adaptation of David Foster Wallace’s Brief Interviews with Hideous Men, reportedly got a bit drunk, came on the stage and provided a little witty musical banter…