Album Review

Jason Turner

I respect doing something unique and doing it well.

Adam Green’s new album surprised me for a second. On the cover of Minor Love Green looks like a missing Stroke. His new leather jacket and irreverent, indie haircut led me to believe that perhaps he’d turned a new page in his musical career. Unlike his wardrobe, however, Green’s music was much more familiar, filled with low-fi charm, oddball references and obvious rhymes.

In another life Green was a Moldy Peach, the award-winning, anti-folk duo that won a Grammy for their work on Juno, and the outfit behind unforgettable classics like, “These Burgers,” “Downloading Porn with Davo” and “Who’s Got the Crack.”

A tiger can’t change his stripes and neither, apparently, can a Peach, which goes a long way toward explaining many of the eccentricities found on Minor Love.

Sonically the album is groovier than Green’s Peaches tunes, giving listeners the impression they’re sitting in on an eccentric New York billionaire’s ramblings, versus the odd, confessional, playground banter, with filthy words and swears, that typified Moldy records
Interestingly, Green seemed to nail the crooner vibe reminiscent of Lou Reed, or possibly even Michael Buble on his eighth gin and tonic. His unique lyrical delivery and quirky enunciation keep the record from ever getting stale, but it often borders on monotonous and lullaby-like. It’s hard to imagine a less inspired vocal performance.

The songs are short, the longest clocking in at 2:58, (which is probably a good thing since there aren’t many dynamic changes) and filled with examples of lyrical couplings that only Green (and perhaps Kimya Dawson) would/could/should come up with.

I respect doing something unique and doing it well. Although Wayne Coyne comes in a close second, nobody in the world writes strange songs about strange subjects like Green and Minor Love is truly an example of a man in his element.