Schmilco sees Wilco unplugging after the electrified jams of last year's surprise, free release Star Wars.
Where that was the sound of a band rediscovering their energy and indulging their fondness for freak-out experimentalism, this is the sound of that same band having a whiskey and a quiet jam on the front porch after putting the kids to bed.
The largely acoustic jams here hark back to the mellow 70s shuffle of 2007's Sky Blue Sky. The band's fuzzy gats, so prominent merely a year ago, are now relegated to sonic decoration and the odd solo.
You'd be entirely accurate in labelling the album "dad rock". That's not a slight by the way.
The album has a casual vibe and a prevailing loose feel that makes it the best kind of easy listening. The band's freewheeling approach here disguises their inventive, easy musicianship, as opposed to showcasing it.