Rob Thomas: Cradlesong

Rob Thomas
Rob Thomas produces high class music, and Cradlesong is a must-have for any music lover.
Though tempting to end the review there, Cradlesong, the most recent solo album from Matchbox Twenties’ lead singer, demands and deserves more attention than that. Thomas, with his honey baritone, catchy guitar hooks, and affinity for good music, has mastered what he tried to in his first album, Something To Be: mainstream pop rock genius that can appeal to all listeners, young, old, or otherwise.
From the touchy topic of terminal illness (“Her Diamonds”) to the difficulties of the “Real World 09″ to tribal cries to God (“Fire On The Mountain”), Thomas is able to harness the severity of his topics yet apply likable peppiness to each and every one of the tracks presented in Cradlesong.
Angst and sweetness envelop the album in a blanket of soulful lyrics. Geared more towards the adult listener, Thomas writes about being judgmental towards his wife in the track “Hard On You.” Please forgive me if I’m hard on you, Thomas pleads as the song closes. “Hard On You” fades, and a hard guitar preempts the torment of “Still Not Over You” (his wife for being too hard on her? Not sure where this fits into Thomas’ personal life), followed by the sexy Daughtry-ish tune “Natural.” There is not a track on this album that won’t appeal to a vast spread of listeners.
Overall, Cradlesong doesn’t have a bad track on it. As it’s listened to over and over, the details and nuances of this intelligently designed album (from the same think tank as Matchbox 20) will present itself in new ways: the clear lyrics hit from different directions, the power chords and tribal drum beats shake the listener’s foundations, and little riffs and hooks make themselves apparent that aren’t immediately obvious to the skimming listener. Cradlesong has the same longevity that Joshua Tree and Thriller have offered over the past two decades. The difference is, Cradlesong hasn’t had the time to reach the potential of its following.
In “Wonderful,” the third to last track on the album, Thomas proclaims, “I guess I’m past my prime/And now I’m overrated.” Rob, there is no “A” that I’m happier to award, and if you keep pumping out records like Cradlesong, you can someday “be cool” and hit your prime.
Rating: A
Recommended Songs: Buy this album








