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Ironic as it sounds, perhaps the music world borrowed from Paul
Westerberg while he borrowed from others. Today’s most recognized garage sounds would
not have been able to be mainstreamed without the influence of this man. Yet while all
this swapping was occurring, the scene passed by the man himself.
As a
forty-something, I listened to this album and thought, People my age don’t listen to
music like this, and neither do the kids today. (Those damn kids today). Westerberg
is like a kid, making puns and making rocking music on his own terms. This album
is a pop masterpiece with a certain cutting edge sound that is a fresh alternative to the
most “alternative” of music today. This Westerberg disc plays the way a good book reads
— slashing hell and back, breaking through sections of it…but also stepping back in
order to nail you with its acoustic sensitivity. In his discography, Come Feel Me
Tremble is another fine example of under-appreciated musical genius presented in its
most modest, self-effacing form.
