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CD Review: Uncle Rock, “The Big Picture”

Now here’s an album that lives up to its title. The latest effort from Robert Burke Warren, a.k.a. Uncle Rock, further illustrates his gift for music that plays to kids without playing down to them — and addresses important topics in the bargain. Which isn’t to say The Big Picture is all serious: These 14 tracks touch on suitably kid-sized stuff like animals (“Leave the Bees Be,” “Sneaky Snake”), feelings (“Shake It Off!”), and mythical creatures (“My Friend Bigfoot”), and there’s even room for a song about a certain Texan rock legend’s distinctive singing style (“Buddy Holly’s Got the Hiccups”). But what really sets The Big Picture apart is the way Uncle Rock talks about the, um, big picture — like where garbage goes after we throw it away (“There Is No Away,” “Garbage Barge”), the importance of supporting your local economy (“Stop at a Mom n’ Pop”), and the bright side of a power outage (“The Night the Lights Went Out”).

Rock isn’t lecturing here, though. I mean, there really is no away, and as angry as the idea might make people of a certain political persuasion, it’s important for kids to recognize that their trash doesn’t just disappear after they put it in the garbage can. And whether or not you consider yourself a locavore, local economies are important — and I’ve never heard anyone make shopping from neighborhood stores sound like more fun than Uncle Rock does here. This kind of lefty stuff can be tricky; even the mighty Pete Seeger can seem didactic from time to time. But even at his most socially conscious, Uncle Rock doesn’t sound preachy; he just sounds like he’s sharing. This is partly because he couches his more educational tracks with silly bits like “Secret Spaceman,” but it’s also because his style is so refreshingly honest and direct. He doesn’t try to gussy up these topics in kids’ clothes, he addresses his audience with the faith and respect they deserve. It’s really sort of beautiful, if you think about it.

(Also beautiful, and definitely deserving special mention, is the production from Dean Jones, who’s becoming sort of the Joe Henry of the kids’ music world. Once upon a time, children’s albums were littered with awful synths and silly sound effects, and although this started changing before Jones came along, his name has become a real sign of quality — anytime you notice his involvement in an album, you know it’s worth your time, and The Big Picture is a perfect example.)

CD Review: Dean Jones, “Rock Paper Scissors”

Man oh man oh man. Why can’t they all be this good?

Not only my favorite kids’ album of the year but one of my favorite releases period, Dean Jones’ stellar Rock Paper Scissors is everything children’s music should be: A wonderfully easy-to-listen-to collection of songs that, while childlike in their lyrical simplicity and musical exuberance, still hum with a wild and woolly grown-up rock ‘n’ roll spirit. It’s one long, joyful noise, this album is, and having spent enough time with it to allow the initial euphoric rush of hearing it to wear off, I can safely say it’s my favorite kids’ record ever.

A big part of this has to do with Jones’ choice of backing musicians. At his day gig, Jones is a member of the highly regarded kindie outfit Dog on Fleas, and he doesn’t seem to take his solo efforts lightly — his first one, Napper’s Delight, is a wonderful collection of lullabies, and this time out, he teamed up with the Felice Brothers, Catskills-bred purveyors of gloriously ragged, Band-esque Americana. The Felice Brothers have a wonderful sound, and having seen them play live and truly unplugged, I can say with authority that they’re the real deal — but they have an annoying tendency to devote large chunks of their albums to listless ballads instead of the sweaty, moonshine-flavored uptempo numbers that are their true strong suit. Here, you get the benefit of the Felice Brothers’ terrific sound without having to contend with their occasionally frustrating songs; Jones uses them as a crackerjack backing band, leading them on a pleasantly off-kilter hootenanny.

You know what you’re in for from the first track, the shoutalong “Hail!

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Hail! The Gang’s All Here,” a perfect 1:45 celebration of the world’s marvelous unpredictability (“life is just a gamble, livin’ in the brambles”).

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It’s a tough act to follow, but Rock Paper Scissors does it in style, with songs jazzy (the title track), funny (“Butterfingers”), heartbreakingly beautiful (“Sing Like a Sparrow”), and everything in between (“Throw on the Charm,” “Flat Tire”). Jones’ press kit describes the album as “18 songs of fun and mayhem,” and I can’t think of any better way to sum it up, with the possible exception of simply telling you to buy it.

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Immediately. You and your kids will not be sorry.

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