Perhaps that is why Malkmus' music now reminds me of the Grateful Dead. His lyrics are oblique, impersonal and utterly detached. I don't think he writes songs about Stephen Malkmus. Although this reticence is, in a way, a welcome change from the me-obsessed songwriting of most people, it's also a little disconcerting. It seems to be a song about a shyster, but as with many Pavement songs, it's hard to tell.
Melody abounds, but meaning is at best obscure.
But all this is neither here nor there. Bear that in mind when you buy this record, and you won't be disappointed. Metro Publishing Inc. MetroActive is affiliated with the Boulevards Network .