Ashes of American Flags

I ended up finding a review on one of my favorite Bands (Wilco). The review is for their Documentary Ashes of American Flags, where numerous shows were recorded in Washington D.C, New Orleans and Nashville. The reviewer admits that he never thought much of Wilco, but once he saw the documentary his whole perception changed on the band. He says,” The consistently solid performances, which feel easygoing no matter how high the energy level, are all shot through with a wild improvisational streak that runs way hotter onstage than in the studio. In concert the songs become sprawling, massive things—the six main members are frequently assisted by a horn section—and wander far from their familiar arrangements.” I notice that throughout the review his usage of words are so creative the way they are combined and used in every sentence when he talks about the band and his thoughts on them. In all honesty I think it is awesome how he describes the documentary, because it is not in your normal manner. Here are some more thoughts by the reviewer,” The movie doesn't seem to be trying to enshrine Wilco, but rather to portray them as modest rock heroes, unburdened by mythology. The bulk of the footage shows the band onstage, and the DV camera work is appropriately unfussy: Green and Canty don't rely on quick cuts, swooping crane shots, or dramatic pans across an ecstatic crowd, and as it turns out Wilco doesn't need that kind of flash. The film can linger for a remarkably long time on Cline taking an insane solo, because even if all he's doing is playing he's such a physical performer that all by himself he's completely transfixing.” If I were to describe how this reviewer wrote this, I would have to say he had to go in it with an open mind, because he admits at the beginning he never thought much of Wilco and also his usage of words to describe the band are so out there and strong with vibrant feeling and emotion in them. Towards the end he compares this film to another documentary Wilco has done in past, “Everybody in the current incarnation seems to be getting along—unlike in the 2002 Wilco doc I Am Trying to Break Your Heart, which was captivating like a train wreck,” Just in those few words you can see how different reviews are for artistic things and it truly is amazing how words can be combined like that to form your thoughts in such a strong manner.