Try as you might to tune him out, Kid Rock is a popular pop music paradox: he made a name for himself with his obnoxious hard-rock-meets-hiphop-in-a-trailer-park vibe while vying for real musical credibility.
When he's not marrying Pamela Anderson or socking Tommy Lee, Rock's been floating down the Southern rock/country river. Convinced he's some kind of rock revivalist, he's more Bob Seger, Skynyrd and Hank Jr. than anything else here. That works in his favour for most of the album, aside from a few misses like the generically foot-stompin' So Hot and the gospel-infused singalong Don't Tell Me U Love Me.
Minor annoyances aside, Rock continues to do whatever the hell he feels like doing, which means he deserves another chance at real songwriter redemption.
Kid Rock preaches the rock gospel Saturday (October 13) at Kool Haus.