I discovered him in 2003 fulfilling a "new music" requirement for the playlist of my wildly popular Wednesday morning drive slot on WPRK. Wonderfully smooth adult-pop melodies, aka James Taylor or "Come Monday"-style Jimmy Buffett, the kind you hear when you walk into a Starbucks. He lost me after four albums when he went Spanish for half a record (he had been living in Spain for five years with his wife). That's not intended as a swipe at foreign language music (hell, I own many albums by Spanish, German, French, etc., artists and sing along blissfully, not having the slightest idea what I'm reciting), I just didn't need it from him. When I learned of this release and read of its return to the sound of the years of which I was a fan, I added it to my May 3rd purchase. Sadly, I will not add this complete album to the other four.
If you are one of the many (females) who recently discovered him through the soundtrack to "Eat, Pray, Love," you will enjoy this record...
That's the opening track and first single. Two songs further in is the album's highlight...
Jeez, don't get so excited, Josh... Unfortunately, there was just one other keeper on the record. It's all starting to sound the same to me. I'll go back to "1972" if I want to hear an entire disc of his quality work.
Be that as it may, give me this guy over Jack Johnson every day.
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