Since I inspired it, I will comment. Three of my favorite bands of the late 90s pretty well jumped the shark in the past 5 years:
Radiohead
Wilco
Outkast
There is still hope for all three actually. I saw Radiohead in concert on TV a few weeks ago, and aside from shit like "Everything in it's right place" they were still bringing it pretty hard. That said, I had no compunction, nor do I ever feel I will to even hear HTTT.
Wilco and Outkast are harder to define in their downfall, it's mainly that, to me, Aquemini>Stankonia, which suffers from severe bloat, overdone skits, and some bad songs (Toilet Tisha, anyone?) Of course, Speakerboxxx/The Love Belwo has its moments....if they had taken the only 2 listenable songs on The Love Below and replaced some of the filler (Bamboo?!) on Speakerboxxx they may have made one of their strongest albums, as it stands it was a failed experiment and hopefully this year will see a return to true form.
Wilco is similar. IMO Summerteeth is just a far superior record to YHF, as is Being There. Those two records are different enough to say that Wilco was moving in new directions, but I just don't get all the hype (or maybe I'm the only one who truely gets it, because the collective Obnerati refuses my theory about YHF's genius marketing scheme) surrounding YHF.. It's a good record, but, as I believe splates said in the other thread, the 'experimentation' sounds forced and added. A Ghost is Born has its moments, but Tweedy's massive ego driving away everyone but Stiratt, and his constant bs puscatorism in interviews, combined with the noise wankery adds up to a record I have listened to maybe 10 times.
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