I fell in love with Edie Brickell and New Bohemians in
high school. “Shooting Rubber Bands at the Stars” and
“Ghost of a Dog” were just poppy enough, rockin
enough, emotive enough, and light hearted enough to
move my 14 years old self. I played those albums to
death.
The Edie went solo, and her first effort “Picture
Perfect Morning” was flat enough to convince me it
wasn’t worth the dinero to invest in any of her
subsequent tries. The lyrics were too trite and
nonsensical even for her, and the music was completely
uninspired. The whole thing just left me cold, and
that was saddening because I had been hoping for
another guitar driven, off the wall record (do people
even use that word any more?) like the ones she
released with New Bohemains.
So when I saw they’d all gotten back together, it
spark a little flame of hope in me. Hope that I might
get some of that pop/rock melodic goodness I’d been
missing for so long.
My friends, Edie and the New Bohemians did not
disappoint me. This record might actually be stronger
than any of their previous ones. The music, while
still guitar driven and groovy, is a little more
complex, with a fuller sound and more clarity. Edie’s
lyrics are more mature and coherent than they have
ever been. I think she is someone who really needs the
feedback of a group in order to write effective songs.
Most of the tunes have this untangible quality of
being both jamming and mellow at the same time, like
you could rock out if you wanted to, or just have it
in the background while you focused on something else.
All in all, I was greatly pleased with this album and
think fans will appreciate it.