I don’t know who exactly had the bright idea of assembling a covers album for Neil Young’s first album with Crazy Horse in almost ten years. I’m guessing it was Neil himself, but I don’t want to believe it because it is about as unnecessary an album as they come. Covers albums aren’t always bad (see Johnny Cash and Aerosmith), but when artists decide on one, there is a very fine line that one needs to tread. With Americana, Neil Young takes a collection of American traditionals and puts the Crazy Horse stamp of loose instrumentation and grungy rock on them.
Ay yi yi. When looking through the albums being released this week to decide what I was going to review, I was pretty disgusted by most of the options. Wes already had Dr. Dog and wanted Sharon Van Etten for next week, and so I explored a new (to me) artist in Air, and was pleasantly surprised. While making the decision to review Air’s new album though, I waded through some other albums/tracks of note. Below you will find where my musical wanderings took me, much to my dismay, and a nice pallet-cleanser at the end if you actually listen to any of the first four songs.