COUNTRY
Brantley Gilbert, "Just as I Am" (Valory)
Country songs don't come much slinkier than "Bottoms Up," the recent hit by Gilbert. He comes on like a revving monster-truck engine, backed by heavy rock guitar, but there's a slyness to his singing. Beneath his boxy exterior, there's an active intelligence about melody and texture, which makes this song, built of industrial-scale parts, almost soft.
Gilbert is a unique sort of brute. In a country era where hardness isn't valorized in the least, he's unapologetically rough, singing with the tenderness of a chain saw. And on this strong album — his third in a row — he betrays no shame about his creatine-fueled version of country music, which has more in common with 1980s arena rock than with the rest of Nashville.
But what elegance Gilbert manages in this demolition derby. His version of masculinity spans rough seduction (the muscled "If You Want a Bad Boy") and rough partying (the dull "Small Town Throwdown"), to be sure.
But just when the bulk threatens to become suffocating, Gilbert shows that he has much more than that. The gentle reminiscing on "Lights of My Hometown" has moments of striking feeling: "Light a flashlight on the tombstone/Let your best friend know he ain't alone."
And "I'm Gone" works a neat sleight-of-lyric. "I'm not going/I'm gone," he sings on this tender yet resentful song. "What you're seeing is a ghost/I'm just dust that hasn't settled."
Gilbert has a writing credit on every song here, and certainly an intimate understanding of how his hard exterior allows him to flaunt softness when it's called for. He is a lunk with poet dreams, a bodybuilder cradling a newborn.
JON CARAMANICA, New York Times