Tuesday, September 25, 2012
If It's Tuesday, It Must Be Street Date: 9/25/12
JOHN HIATT- MYSTIC PINBALL
It feels like I was just writing about the brilliance of John Hiatt's "Dirty Jeans & Mudslide Hymns." That record was a favorite of last year and is still in moderate rotation over here at Casa de Goofball. Now comes "Mystic Pinball," sooner than I expected. I had fears of a hastily released collection of leftovers. But fear not. This is rock solid.
John Hiatt has always been very consistent. So consistent, that many of his albums often appear interchangeable on the surface. But he is a much better songwriter than that, and lately, starting with 2008's "Same Old Man," Hiatt's mojo has been working overtime.
"Mystic Pinball" does however follow almost exactly where "Dirty Jeans" left off, but that's quite alright. Hiatt sounds fantastic and songs like the opener "We're Alright Now," "It All Comes Back Someday" and "One Of Them Damn Days" are big and bold and filled with Hiatt's legendary wordplay and hook-filled choruses. And "I Know How To Lose You," at least for me, is worthy of a seat right next to Hiatt's best ballads. This is a great, great record.
GREEN DAY- ¡UNO!
Green Day sure say "fuck" alot on this record. I mean, it's kind of a distraction, like getting HBO for the first time in 1975. It's not that I'm easily offended. Fuck no. It's just that it happens so often, I'm skeptical about whether these songs were originally written with all the "fucks," or if the band added all the "fucks" later.
That said, "¡Uno!" clocks in at a very fast and very meaty 40 minutes. Green Day have come along way from punks to Broadway stars. They are arguably the biggest rock band in the world these days, and "¡Uno!," the first of a promised trilogy, is a big time start.
With the exception of "Kill The DJ," the weakest track and the song employing the most annoying collection of "fucks," everything on this record is a blast. "Carpe Diem," "Let Yourself Go," and the closing trio of "Sweet 16," "Rusty James," and "Oh Love" will stick to your brain and not let go.
DWIGHT YOAKAM- 3 PEARS
I'll keep this simple. This is Dwight's best record in years and it is currently in contention to finish in my Top 5 of the year. Please BUY THIS ONE NOW!
Mumford & Sons have a new one out. I haven't gotten to "Babel" yet, but I adored their debut and look forward to ripping it open as soon as the mail gets here.
And last week, one of my very faves, Rickie Lee Jones released a collection of covers called "The Devil You Know." I'm sorry to report, I found it unlistenable. If you were never a fan of Rickie Lee's hippie slur in the first place, this will send you running for safety. Try getting through "Sympathy For The Devil" without thinking oral surgery might be less painful.