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Homemade effort on Buckingham's sixth solo outing,
This review is from: Seeds We Sow (Audio CD)
Always a writer willing to push the boundaries of his art, and experiment with sound at the expense of commercial success, Lindsey Buckingham has never been as prolific as his restless spirit might suggest he should have been. Not, that is, until the slew of fine albums he has delivered in the last 5 years, beginning with the very personal and minimalist Under The Skin in 2006; followed two years later by the downright weirdness coupled with pristine pop of Gift Of Screws, and now culminating in this third album. Seeds We Sow sits somewhere between the two in its tone. The opening tracks, 'Seeds We Sow' and 'In Our Own Time' would have fitted comfortably on Under The Skin, featuring as they do Buckingham's familiar tense and tightly picked Spanish guitar sound. When things pep up for 'Illumination' ('one less trick of the mind, the process of illumination'), and then slip into the sweet pop sound of 'That's The Way That Love Goes', the album suddenly breathes into life, deploying all the customary Buckingham tricks of harmony and rich pop sensibility that kept Fleetwood Mac at the top of its game for a short period in the mid-seventies.
There are few out and out rock songs here, and at times Buckingham's overly clinical guitar picking can become tiresome. The album was performed , recorded and produced in its entirely by Lindsey Buckingham himself, and occasionally this self-referential approach cries out for Stevie Nicks's sandpaper harmonies, and the bump and grind of the Mac rhythm section. Following the sublime 'Rock Away Blind', 'One Take' partially answers this need through an insistent and infectious groove coupled with fast and literate vocals, but much of the album has a sweetness of mood and orchestral tone that is reminiscent of moments on Out Of The Cradle.
For many, Lindsey Buckingham's ample talent and promise has never been better fulfilled than when linked to the softening influences of his four (latterly three) Fleetwood Mac bandmates. That Buckingham sees it like that is questionable, but his solo projects have always provided an outlet for his more left field leanings. While he continues to deliver material of the quality of Seeds We Sow, the prospect of a final Mac album remains a distinct, if frustratingly elusive possibility. In the meantime, this latest offering is more than adequate compensation.