Wilco Not Going Quietly Into the Macramé NightIt’s been forever since Wilco was considered anything close to hip, or now, but last night — when four out of five of our casually inebriated post-softball buds turned down a plus-one to the show at Hammerstein Ballroom in favor of more drinking — we had to consider whether the Chicago alt-country-cum-art-rockish jam band crossed over into a nefarious nether region. Had Wilco become actively uncool?