Detours
(Geffen)
Release Date: 02/05/2008 12:00
Sheryl Crows been working up to this. Shortly before the Iraq invasion, she wore a no war guitar strap onstage at the Grammys. Last year she joined environmentalist Laurie David for a Stop Global Warming college tour and sparred with former Bush adviser Karl Rove during a Washington, D.C., dinner. Shes 46, a single mother whos survived breast cancer and her breakup with Lance Armstrong. The sun-soaking rock-chick persona thats served her well since her 1994 debut is getting old. She sure seems to think so.
On her sixth studio album, Crow gets superserious, tackling one heavyweight topic after another. God Bless This Mess starts as an off-the-cuff acoustic rumination on family holidays, then balloons into a bitter appraisal of Bushs post-9/11 march to war. Shine Over Babylon is a surrealist diatribe about Americas failed Mideast policies. Love Is Free condemns the havoc Bushs Katrina response wreaked on ordinary lives. And Diamond Ring is a primal scream about the Armstrong affair: Diamond ring/Fucks up everything, she wails. Apparently hes her least favorite mistake.
For all its ambitions, Detours aims too low. Crow camouflages her leftist ideas in lighter-than-usual Stones grooves and flat arena beats, as if hoping the red-staters wont notice shes gone pink. Gasoline offers an apocalyptic vision of rioting farmers and Mini Cooper drivers fighting over dwindling reserves, then cheaps out with a feel-good chorus: Gasoline will be free/Yeah yeah yeah. Out of Our Heads is an unwelcome Madonna moment that marries sermonizing with disco overload. The party atmosphere feels forced.
Detours works better when it scales back. The title track is an intimate country lilt about feeling bereft and unloved and needing her mom. Mother, teach me to love with a paper-thin heart, Crows sings, in a pitch-perfect voice hanging between country ache, soul yearning and pop eloquence. Its cute, its sad, its a killer and a beautjust like Crow, when she remembers to trust her instincts.
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