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Amateur Proselytizing

Crooner searches for God, though a bit repetitively

Michael Hoinski

Tuesday, May 30th 2006

"Some call me Allah, some call me Dao, some call me Buddha, some call me now," Mason Jennings bellows on "Some Say I'm Not," before letting out a chant worthy of Ram Dass (whose new-age mantra "Be here now" is co-opted for the album opener). It's an audacious one-two punch for a white-bread singer- songwriter pigeonholed as the Midwestern Jack Johnson. But most songs on Boneclouds—the first release on Isaac Brock's new Glacial Pace label—find Jennings on a pilgrimage to a plane more enlightening than the crest of a wave. The rest are grounded by tried-and-true, crystalline vocals and unadulterated production. Why alienate frat boys who pay premium for merchandise? On "If You Ain't Got Love," Jennings meditates on the Father's touch-and-go handling of his newborn; on "Jesus Are You Real," he meditates on the Son's touch-and-go handling of us all. Though blissful in his pursuit of a Holy Ghost, hackneyed refrains make some songs as tiresome as a Hare Krishna with a sales pitch.


Mason Jennings plays Webster Hall with Teddy ThompsonThursday, doors at 6:30, $20, websterhall.com.

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