Title: Robert Randolph is a huge Contradiction...
Product review: Okay, I was all prepared to like this, even love it--being a session guy with a background in soul, pop, roots rock, and country, and also one of the few steel guitarists in Los Angeles, I figured that it would strike some sparks--not destined to happen, baby. Though I have to give Randolph props for technical speed and passion, the material is a grave disappointment--juvenile, repetitive, shallow, and uninteresting. And no, it can't be revived by the infusion of the abovementioned energy--it just don't work. The tunes are decent funk-rock, in the vein of Sly, but the playing is at times overbearing, scalar and unpleasant, with occasional flashes of brilliance...more puzzling than interesting, more annoying in the constancy of the riffing than fun. Sorry, Robert, but this bird don't fly. And it definitely don't sing...
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