Lullaby For the Working Class

Having started their career as a more ambitious entry into the then vogue-ish alt-country scene, Lullaby For the Working Class on this, their third album, have fully descended into over-orchestrated meaninglessness. Having smoothed out the musical bumps that made their 1997 album Never Even Asked For Light interesting, what’s left is a series of Rachel’s-lite orchestral moments and singer Ted Stevens’ slightly countrified impression of Afghan Whigs’ Greg Dulli, without the sly, sexual wit. And that’s not even mentioning the lyrics, which remain the group’s biggest weakness.