Weller, Paul : Leafy Mysteries
Hardly the height of rock’n’roll excitement, but a welcome return to form...
[a]Paul Weller[/a] has done two truly shocking things this year. First, the onetime political activist turned carnivore after years of being a vegetarian because “I was bloody hungry”. Second, he abandoned turgid Dadrock to make an album with good humour, sparkle and – can it be? – a whole host of gorgeous Britpop-esque melodies. This refreshingly lightweight, almost twee slice of perfect jangle pop looks back to the likes of The La’s and sixties mod heroes [a]Small Faces[/a] to deliver a tribute to the joys of chilling out in the countryside and counting your blessings.
Hardly the height of rock’n’roll excitement, but a welcome return to form for a man who, don’t forget, was once Britain’s greatest songwriter.