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\n\tHumanity is in a bad way these days, in case you haven\u2019t noticed. Jeff Tweedy<\/a> has, and he made an album about it \u2014 three albums, in fact. Wilco<\/a>\u2019s prolific frontman has described his new triple LP as his humble effort to push back against the overwhelming darkness of life in the 2020s. And if you\u2019re in the market for 30 new songs by the man who wrote Schmilco<\/em>, then he\u2019s onto something: Twilight Override<\/em> is a collection that will make you feel better about everything, at least as long as it\u2019s playing.<\/p>\n \n\tRecording with a backing band made up of his two grown sons, Spencer and Sammy, and several of their closest friends, Tweedy spends much of this project in a warm, comfortable folk-rock mode that he\u2019s spent decades honing. Twilight Override<\/em>\u2018s first disc eases you into his world with the magisterial melancholy of \u201cCaught Up in the Past,\u201d the lovestruck reverie of \u201cSecret Door,\u201d and the gently loping twang of \u201cBetrayed.\u201d Even his memories of prom-night puking turn golden on \u201cForever Never Ends,\u201d thanks to a yearning hook that\u2019s worthy of Alex Chilton. The alienated young man Tweedy once was has rarely seemed further away.<\/p>\n \n\tHints of noise and doubt start to creep in around the edges of the songs on disc two. \u201cOut in the Dark\u201d is a bright, catchy guitar-pop song with an undercurrent of worry; \u201cBetter Song\u201d is haunted by the questions artists ask themselves late at night. Things get looser on disc three, whether he\u2019s hooting and hollering on the terrifically titled rec-room jam \u201cLou Reed Was My Babysitter,\u201d wringing unexpected pathos out of a rockabilly concert on \u201cStray Cats in Spain,\u201d or turning in a long-lost, finger-picked sequel to Wilco\u2019s underrated \u201cMuzzle of Bees\u201d on this album\u2019s title track. When Tweedy\u2019s lyrics lapse into obscurity, the healing power of group vocal harmonies is always there to carry him through. And those harmonies, provided by Sima Cunningham, Macie Stewart, Liam Kazar, and the Tweedy boys, can lift him to some pretty sublime places: \u201cAin\u2019t It a Shame,\u201d a sun-soaked reflection on mortality and youth, is one of the most flat-out gorgeous ballads he\u2019s ever written.<\/p>\n