After years of churning out albums of ponderous music matched with dark lyrics of alienation and alcoholic excess, Silkworm released Blueblood, their most accessible and melodic album. Unfortunately, despite having taken a more upbeat, riff-driven approach, the album lacks any signs of real stylistic growth, and it’s somewhat disappointing in comparison with previous efforts. The traditional Silkworm sound is still there, though watered down. Tim Midgett’s driving bass meshes with Andy Cohen’s guitar solos as the band winds through its typical verse/chorus/verse format. The lyrics still have that world-weary, cynical quality as heard on “Said it Too Late” (The only reason that I won’t die/ Is that I won’t see you on the other side) and “Tonight We’re Meat” (From inseam to hem I am a dying specimen/The local joke/ I’m a tramp/ Everybody rides my ramp). Although many consider this to be one of Silkworm’s worst albums, it’s still a good one, and it can be an enjoyable listen. It has its highlights, such as guest pianist Brett Grossman on “I Must Prepare (Tablecloth Tint)” and Michael Dahlquist’s debut on lead vocals in “Empty Elevator Shaft.” The problem is that it’s not one of Silkworm’s best or most inspired efforts. – Tracy Freymore »
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