The Wallflowers might be the world's most boring band. Sure, One Headlight had its moments, but their credible cover of Bowie's Heroes was about as tough as scoring on an empty net when you're in the crease. Still, we're willing to cut them some slack. It must be really, really hard for Jakob Dylan to be the "son of," and we all feel his pain - just not in the way he'd hoped. Almost every tune here gives the impression that little Dylan rolled out of bed two minutes before recording. Even famed producer Brendan O'Brien (Pearl Jam, Cat Power) gets sucked into the mundane, monotonous vibe, only raising a couple of songs (the somewhat rocking Back To California and the rockabilly-ish Nearly Beloved) above the vapid drone endemic to the rest of the album.