And that name — Cradlesong! Lo, the penetrating squareness of the thing! It's like a title you'd invent to parody John Tesh, though truth be told, Teshie gets much spicier with his titles (Sax All Night, ooh-la-la!). What's most irritating, though, is the album's promo boilerplate, which opens by calling Rob "arguably the most accomplished singer/songwriter of his generation." Yow! If not for the word "arguably," I'd say it's probably not even legal to print something so outrageous. Of course, any competent critic would give this a serious listen and judge it purely on the merits of the music. I harbor no envy of competent critics.
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