Neopsychedelic rock seems to be having a bit of an upward tick these days. Fun enough, and I can enjoy it, but almost always I can tell the fun is making the strange noises, not pushing the limits of known consciousness. Just as neorockabilly, for example, knows it’s not a threat to the foundations of civilization. Time in the context of time context.
I adored So Beautiful or So What on first spin. So I was surprised that my initial impression of the much-praised Stranger to Stranger is that ol’ Paul has hit a not-unfamiliar snag: trying too hard to be “beautiful” and “poetic.” Please don’t let this be 2016’s Morning Phase. (Wait, he’s got a new one out, too??)