by Jason Ankeny
A record informed by all of the sun-baked ambience and arid beauty that the band's name implies, with Out of Tune Mojave 3 severs all remaining ties to their shoegazing past -- textured by flourishes of pedal steel, trumpet, and Hammond organ, Neil Halstead's songs have become surprisingly traditional in both form and shape, yet in many regards rank among the best music he's produced to date. Even more countrified than the preceding Ask Me Tomorrow, the album possesses a dusty melancholia that's truly affecting -- no longer hiding behind an impenetrable wall of noise, Halstead has blossomed into a superb writer, and the best songs on Out of Tune (&Who Do You Love& and &Some Kinda Angel& among them) achieve a luminous austerity recalling nothing so much as Blonde on Blonde-era Dylan. Not so innovative or ambitious as Halstead's work in Slowdive, to be certain, Mojave 3's music nevertheless claims a timelessness its already dated forerunner sadly lacks, with an honesty and grace that never go out of fashion.