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...rock stars have fretted more about the fallout of such instant success than Adam Duritz, the Crows' lead singer and chief songwriter. "I couldn't go out. I couldn't go to bars. Everybody had to give their opinion of me," he recalls. Once, he says, "for seven days in a row, someone walked up to me on the street and said something shitty. Just out of the blue, people I didn't know. 'Hey--are you Adam Duritz?' 'Yeah.' 'You're in Counting Crows?' 'Yeah.' 'Man, you ought to be counting your blessings. You guys suck...
...Crows are back. Recovering the Satellites, the band's highly anticipated and well-worth-the-wait follow-up, appears in stores this week; Duritz can also be heard on the hit song Sixth Avenue Heartache by the Wallflowers (his supporting vocals make the song). While the music on August and Everything After was direct and melodic, the songs on the Crows' new album are more ambitious and challenging. Another Horsedreamer's Blues has a pop-soul feel (Duritz says he was looking for a Fifth Dimension's greatest hits/Isaac Hayes' Hot Buttered Soul sound); another, I'm Not Sleeping...
...charts, shows that this Bay Area band is capable of creating credible, sometimes beautiful, rock 'n' roll. The Crows' moody, muted music is designed for the young and lost, as it charts a path of wanderlust and world- weariness that roams somewhere between Kerouac and Prozac. Singer- songwriter Adam Duritz writes about people who are damaged and drifting, their lives fashionably fraying around them like jeans torn out at the knees. "Step out the front door like a ghost," he murmurs on Round Here, "Into the fog where no one notices/ The contrast of white on white." On Perfect Blue...
...course, such a young person (Duritz is 29) blathering on about oblivion can be annoying. At times his wordy compositions come off sounding like secondhand Springsteen. And it doesn't help when Duritz compares himself to other performers. On Mr. Jones, an ironic examination of the lure of fame, he declares, "I want to be Bob Dylan." Duritz is no Dylan (neither, for that matter, is Dylan these days). Still, much of this album is a pleasure to hear. If Dylan, Morrison or some other rock-'n'-roll hero ever calls in sick for a Hall of Fame gig, Counting...