Sycamore Meadows

       With Butch Walker fast approaching 40 years old at the time of the release of this album, coupled with the fact that Butch had just lost everything he owned in the Malibu wildfires, it's pretty obvious that his music would mature too. Sure there is some high school power pop in there (The Weight of Her, Ponce de Leon Ave.) but for the most part, Butch is far removed from his Marvelous 3 days.

        Hands down, the best song on the album is The 3 Kids in Brooklyn. It was the song that got me hooked on Butch at Lollapalooza 08, and a great mix of country fried rock and pop. Going Back/Going Home and Vessels are solid too, while Closer To the Truth and Farther From The Sky may be the shortest epic ever written. The whole album showcases Butch's talents as a producer. It's still a shame that Walker penned songs that receive the most notoriety are sung by other people, (Weezer is proving that one as I write this with their first single off of Raditude...ha!)