Jeff Tweedy, ‘Feel Free’

I’m the kind of Jeff Tweedy fan who comes for the the endless guitar-solo reveries (“Impossible Germany” at Jones Beach this summer, with the seagulls screeching along — what a moment) and gets around to the verse/chorus/vocal tunes later. So when he dropped a triple solo album I took a look at the track list, and decided to start with the longest song, figuring that must be the guitar epic, then took it out for a walk in the woods. Turns out “Feel Free” was six and a half minutes of Tweedy singing words — not even a guitar solo at all — for a midlife spiritual that’s one of the warmest, funniest, wisest things he’s ever done. Not at all what I was looking for, yet I love it. Good advices: “Feel free/Plant yourself like a seed/And take your time being buried/Feel free.”