Regardless of the in-your-face nudity expressed on the album cover and CD case interior, Those Darlins’ third album, “Blur The Line,” is nothing like Robin Thicke’s “Blurred Lines,” so please don’t get confused.
“Oh God,” the first track, is full of reverb and harmony as well as a body-swaying lead guitar. “Oh God” is more of a country ballad than any of Those Darlins’ previous rowdy works, while “We Belong in the Wilderness” (No. 2) can easily be classified as the anthem song of the album.
While Those Darlins can arguably be classified as country-punk, I could see them on the same bill as indie act Best Coast, The Black Keys and pop outfit She & Him. Guitar work in “That Man” (No. 3) is very M. Ward-esque. If this band played at a punk show, I would fear for their safety in the pit. Tennessee-based Those Darlins don’t exactly spew “anarchy and riot” like traditional punk music does.
The overture of “Western Sky” makes it an album favorite, if the chorus lyrics won’t floor you: “I don’t wanna hear another civilized roar / Let’s make our own noise.” Genius. Definitely not the album’s wildest approach, No. 9 slows down and has a pleasant close. I would consider it almost music to slow-dance and maybe even sleep to.
The album art also threw me off, and I was expecting something a bit more artsy and less suburban. A few words to describe “Blur The Line”? Bluesy casual. Like how denim can be anything comfortable, casual yet sometimes outspoken and rough.
“Blur The Line” has three out of five stars — not because I didn’t appreciate the album, but because it seems all too familiar and I feel like I’ve heard it before.