It has been a travesty that Grandaddy no longer exist, and a wealth of undeserving posers do, since they called it quits in 2006. Lytle's solo release goes some way to rectifying this issue. Now, `Sophtware Slump' it is not, but Lytle does prove himself a capable solo artist, successfully plucking the fuzzy, driving sequences from his band's magnum opus and setting them out like pleasing b-sides to that and other albums.
`Just Like The Fambly Cat' was a little bit of a let down on which to limp to a close, `Yours Truly, The Commuter' returns their welcome, dreamy sound with dignity, if not adventure. Its melodies and choruses sit comfortably with identifiable Grandaddiness, see highlight, `Ghost Of My Old Dog'. Its trademark indie-rock shuffle is smile-inducingly pleasing, but not groundbreaking.
Elsewhere it plods and sags a little, as perhaps can be expected after a three-year hiatus, but rarely detractingly so. `I am Lost (And The Moment Cannot Last)' employs the piano to credible effect, but on `Fürget It' is amusingly immemorable. This commuter is unlikely to attract new followers, but should gently please veterans. Whilst this album may not reinvigorate nor reinvent Lytle's career, it confirms there is more than languid life in him yet.