Music
Bastardos!
Having apparently realized that the wordy hooks and snazzy roots-rock grooves that made them distinct also made them annoying, these former jam kings turn to pseudo-psychedelia, white-soul ballads and reined-in bar-band jams on their eighth album. But with the exception of the heartfelt "After What" and the god-awful disco-flavored (!) confessional "She and I," most of these songs still sound like launching pads for rave-ups and harmonica solos.