Him goes back to solo for pleasant but uneven record
"Everybody’s goin’ out / Havin’ fun / I’m a fool for stayin’ home /
Havin’ none,” Matt Ward sings on his cover of Don Gibson’s “Oh Lonesome
Me.” But those words clearly don’t apply to Ward’s life. Over the past
decade, as he’s been cultivating a successful solo career as one of
America’s finest singer/songwriters, Ward has also found ample work in
production (Jenny Lewis’ Rabbit Fur Coat), guest spots (My Morning
Jacket, Norah Jones, Bright Eyes) and a critically acclaimed side
project (She & Him). So it makes sense that Hold Time comes almost
three years after Ward’s last solo effort, the excellent Post-War. It’s
the longest it’s taken the Oregonian to follow-up an album.
Still, something isn’t quite right. Too many of Hold Time’s tracks fail to leave an impression, blending into one another. The title track meanders as if a spacey castoff from The Flaming Lips’ Soft Bulletin sessions. Other songs—such as “Blake’s View” and “Fisher of Men”—alternate between blandness and artistic territory Ward has previously and thoroughly mined. Not that he has to innovate on every song, but Hold Time contains more than a few uninspired moments.
Still, even when Ward verges on boring, his playing is accomplished. An underrated guitarist who brightens songs with his six-string like so many runway lights, even his lesser moments are almost always pleasant. Ward hasn’t written an offensively bad song to date, which makes Hold Time easier to accept, but it’s starting to show that the dude’s got a lot on his plate.
Listen to M. Ward's "Never Had Nobody Like You" from Hold Time:



This album didn't blow me away on first or second listen, however after about the 4th, while sitting outside on the first warm day of the year, I declare it an early favorite for album of the year. Keep trying. It makes me feel oh so good.
"Respectable" is an appropriate summation of this album. 67, however, feels a little low. I think this album is good, on the verge of great, and the inability for it to realize it's full potential is making people judge it a little more harshly than perhaps it should be.
M. Ward is definitely a busy dude, I don't think that this album feels rushed though. Just takes a few listens to really grow on you.
Let me second and third those comments. The album is very much a grower, the tracks coming in to focus on fourth and fifth listens. Deserving of a higher score, methinks.
And kudos to him for doing something rather unusual (for him) in the title track. It's atmospheric and emotional, something the Flaming Lips aren't quite as adept.