0513. Paul Weller
Wild Wood

From being a boy in The Jam growing into an eclectic young man in The Style Council to a nostalgic elder mod on a solo trip, this is the third time Paul Weller's on the list (and as you saw it's also his third setting).

And if I would have the audacity to compare the three stages with eachother, I'd have to say that this is more English Rose than To Be Someone, more The Whole Point Of No Return than Dropping Bombs On The Whitehouse (so I set off that flag again, I guess). What I mean to say here is that Paul's taken the softer route for this one.
A couple of near exceptions exist, like Has My Fire Really Gone Out?, where he ups the intensity a bit, but still shies away from actually rocking.

Wild Wood's a pleasant album, but still an album you could miss out on without the world coming to an end.

(Some sort of a side note here: the chorus of Moon On Your Pyjamas almost gets me blubbering, it really does. I'm just gonna use my "dad to a toddler"-card to explain it, cause it puts me out of character. Still, it's some wonderful wording in that song.)