Alfred sent me this and well... just really wasn't for me. The song writing was sub par which I found kind of interesting seeing as how he's the son of Bob Dylan, but I guess talent may skip a generation. I'm being a little overly harsh, the guitar parts were pretty well conceived but they quickly became repetitive and never really built up on anything. One song in particular just sounded like a
Two Cow Garage song but with the edges filed down and declawed. I guess my biggest complaint was that it just sounded too safe, one of the things I've found as I dig deeper with the Gothic Americana is that the songs have this haunting tendency about them leaving you feeling kind of nervous, like you're not sure if you should really be enjoying the song, almost a guilt. Sorry Alfred, I just did not enjoy this album, however I can be hard to please at times, so don't let it get to you, I hope you enjoyed your album.