A Poet's Life

AMG Review of A Poet's Life

Tim Sendra
All Music Guide

Anyone looking for the punk ock sound of Rancid on Tim Armstrong's first solo album, A Poet's Life, might be left wondering where the loud guitars and charging tempos have gone. Instead with able backing from L.A. eggae revivalists the Aggrolites, Armstrong has crafted a grooving, fun-filled modern eggae album, influenced by ska, ock steady, oots reggae, and dancehall and filtered through a modern pop-punk attitude. The sound of the record (nimble, jumped-up, and retro but fully modern) impresses instantly, but as the record goes on, Armstrong's voice emerges as the star. His raspy croon, staccato toasting, and ragged shout fit the eggae sound surprisingly well. Sure, Rancid always had a huge Jamaican influence, but erasing all traces of punk from the sound is a risk. The first four songs will erase any doubts about that risk paying off and just might have you thinking the record's going to be a no-holds-barred classic. "Wake Up" is a rollicking, dubby warning to a friend to shape up, "Hold On" rides a wobbly organ line and a huge hook, "Into Action" is a slamming ska-pop song featuring vocals from een pop punkette Skye Sweetnam of all people, and the ock steady allad "Translator" is a sick-hearted but determined ode to perseverance with a brilliant Armstrong vocal. The second half fades a bit as the lyrical clunkers add up; Armstrong falls into cliché on "Take This City" and dives headlong into inanity on "Oh No," where he professes his love of L.A., nightlife, and ock & roll. Still, tunes like the silly but sweet love song "Lady Demeter" and the righteous "Inner City Violence" (which brings some necessary blood and fire to the proceedings) make up for the minor stumbles, and the whole record ends up being quite enjoyable. Armstrong may not exactly be a poet, but anyone who's heard any Rancid knows he makes great records. Now we know he can do it on his own.