I am so late on the Ted Leo review because I really don't know what to say, I just get the feeling I didn't catch him at an optimum situation and that with somewhat scraps and such knowledge of his music, brings me growling to the conclusion that I am missing the point.
I am not a Leo fan but I am guessing it is just one of those things, you can't like every good singer songwriter, sometimes their cap annoys you or the name -six letters in two words, oh please, rubs you wrong. Or something about their melodies never hits your sweet spot.
I have all those problems with Ted, but I think he might be OK, it might just be me. With a solo acoustic opening slot for Aimee Mann, he wore a cap and a guitar and the indie rock journeyman came across like an American Billy Bragg. He has a droll stage presence and looks like a modern Stan Laurel, a little befuddled.
I am not catching the name or the melody of the songs till a late track, "Carlene"catches my ear and a powerful "Lansdale Avenue" holds the attention. Ted has a good rock and roll voice, the songs all stand up to the one guitar arrangement. He is just talkative enough and you could really imagine him taking on Town Hall and winning with a full band and a different guy writing about him.
I got nothing here but really, he didn't click for me at all.
Grade: B-