I just can’t make up my mind about Wilco. They’re one of those bands I know I’m supposed to like, and most of my friends like them. But when I listen, I find that I like only one out of every four or five songs. Sadly, I just don’t think I’m hip enough to like them.
“Hate It Here” is one of those that I like – no, love. Ever since I heard it on “Saturday Night Live” a few weeks ago, it’s haunted me – a soulful song with a Steve Winwood vibe.
It’s slow, with a keyboard playing throughout the song. During the second line of the verses, the band changes from an A to a diminished A chord that tears at you, it’s so beautiful.
The lyrics tell of loneliness, of Jeff Tweedy waiting for his love to come home:
What am I gonna do when I run out of shirts to fold? What am I gonna do when I run out of lawn to mow? What am I gonna do if you never come home? Tell me, oh, what am I gonna do?
Oh, I hate it I hate it here When you’re gone
SNL repeated the episode this past week, and I stayed up just to watch Wilco and “Hate It Here” again. Maybe I’ll give them another try.