Class rage is something can practically do in his sleep by now; he's been serving up smart, bitterly witty (or simply bitter) rants about the growing divide between the privileged and the powerless since the years before Thatcher and Reagan began unweaving our social safety nets. But who knows if he had any idea what the world would be like after eight years of George W. Bush? 2010's finds sounding a lot more contemplative than usual, as if in the 21st Century he's beginning to think civilization may have finally met its match. doesn't seem resigned on , but it's unusually subtle and thoughtful stuff from a man who often likes his music with or to be full of force, and this album sure sounds like the work of a man less confident in the value of shouting than he was a few years ago. Working with a more diverse collection of musicians than he has in , opens with what sounds like a trademark rocker about an unsettled culture in which we "Live for next week, live for last year," but the album's moves are cleaner and considerably more spare than usual, and the dashed hopes of and are matched with a more subtle musical attack. Strings and horns decorate a few of these songs, and the pirate's tale of includes a recitation from , whose craggy voice gives the song just the right atmospheric tone. isn't rocking as hard on , but it gives his vocals more room to move, and he's rarely sung with as much strength and nuance as he does on these sessions. has never been anyone's idea of an optimist, and in many respects the biggest difference on is that with less noise, the full impact of his well-founded cynicism is felt; the intelligence of the production and arrangements makes this impact all the more telling, and in a time when the world is looking for missing bits of our socio-political puzzle, the details are all the more important. With this music, wants to be sure we're not missing anything -- clearly, he's not missing a trick here. ~ Mark Deming