Crow sound effects and a balladic 6/8 drinking song feel help White discuss both the positive and negative natures of desire and achievement. All the while, as seems a requirement for this album, White drops a few lines about “doing what you’re told” once again; [LISTEN].
This fairly standard 6/8 country ballad gets right under the skin – namely because I can imagine few people (not to mention rock musicians) more “entitled” than White. Case in point: The Raconteurs. As such, even if he’s supposedly projecting onto a third-person narrator, the plot is bothersome.
Although it immediately feels slightly cheesy (thanks to the vibraslap), White’s rap-like lyrical speed and preacher-passionate delivery pick up the slack left by his blues-scale dependence. A lot of this album toes that line due to blues’ limitations after eight albums and countless other works; [LISTEN].
White and his “cold” lady-friend are on two very different wavelengths – he “watch[es] TV, [she watches] the ceiling” – a fun little romp, but only if you’re down with an incredibly familiar, surfy rock-n-roll vibe, one that’s probably a bit too familiar; [LISTEN].
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