Returning to the / family after nearly two decades away, once again tries to be everything to everybody on 2012's , an appealingly misshapen collection of classics, contemporaries, and originals. -- its title signifying no great concept -- is roughly divided into quarters, with part of the album devoted to the Western swing and Texas country he's always loved to sing, part consisting of new songs from , part originals from his son , and part covers of newer, rock-oriented tunes from the likes of , , and . Each of these categories is a bit hit-or-miss, either succumbing to cutesy novelty (the dope-smoking anthem "Roll Me Up and Smoke Me When I Die," complete with country cadences from a non-rapping ) or laziness, and there's a wee bit too much scattered throughout the record, with the son of the father singing on no less than nine of the album's 14 songs. This can be too much of a strong spice, obscuring the overall flavor of the music, but contributes a couple of the record's best songs in "Every Time He Drinks He Thinks of Her" and "The Sound of Your Memory," songs that fit well next to a quite beautiful version of 's "Just Breathe" and yet another strong, swinging rendition of "My Window Faces the South." And so kind of winds up summarizing all that's good and bad about as he approaches his 80th birthday: he's open to everything but has no innate editor, so he whiffs as often as he connects, but when he does connect, it's a wonder to behold...and somehow he can still surprise whenever he sings those old songs. ~ Stephen Thomas Erlewine