I'm still not sure if it is a surreal to-do list or a recap of how we got here but Brendan Benson's "Folksinger" is in an awful big hurry to get on with it; taking just enough time to drop his side of the story and build us a beautiful bridge that reminds me of Nilsson at his finest. In fact, the whole "Lapalco" album has the taste of "Pandemonium Shadow Show" atop a crispy Big Star crust with a side of Raspberries and one a fine meal that makes. The guy should be huge in his own right, in cahoots with Jason Falkner, or as a Raconteur.
