BY MIKE MADDEN
In the spirit of a Wallflowers reunion, Jakob Dylan and the boys appeared on the morning news discussing their choice to record again after several years. That segment had me nostalgic for the days my Dad would play their fantastic debut album, "Bringing Down the Horse." It was one of the first times I could recite a song from the radio--the one being "One Headlight." That song always reminded me of the Fall with gloomy skies and chilly afternoons when there was nothing to do on a Sunday but mope around and bite your lip to do your math homework. The Wallflowers were pure 90s, but not in the sense that everyone thinks. Their sound wasn't kooky, eccentric or raging like many of the late 90s bands would take on. They sounded like the American Heartland with the loneliness of the New York City skyline in their midst.
Here's to the next album. May it be a fine one.
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