Todd Rundgren continues to be both hardworking and frustrating – the irony being he sounds like he’s frustrated and hardly working. But Global is one of two new albums this year – I think I preferred Runddans which was, at least interesting. Global is more the throw-everything-at-it/aim-nowhere mess that we’ve come to expect from Rundgren as he continues to surge onward to a tossed-off version of utopia long after he tossed away his idea of Utopia.
In the last decade or so the standout release has been Liars, a blueprint of sorts. It was Runddans’ success that it aimed to at least be some different version of that, a flipside, not just a collection of leftovers.
Rundgren’s bloody clever and has his hardcore fans still – so they’ll find something to love her (in places). Because it is there (just buried deep).
But I ran out of words justifying what he does and my fandom when reviewing the better record he released this year. Too much of Global sounds dated and silly and is him just yelling – out of touch and damn near relishing that.
I’ve tried. I’ve really tried. I’ve stayed with it as long as I can but there’s just no need – not when you can keep finding versions of pop perfection on Something/Anything and at so many stops along the way throughout his vast catalogue.