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A once-great rock frontman gets reduced to tiring self-parody

Scott Weiland & the Wildabouts

Tommy Black, from left, Scott Weiland, Jeremy Brown and Danny Thompson, of The Wildabouts, pose for a portrait at the Eddie Bauer Adventure House during the Sundance Film Festival on Saturday, Jan. 24, 2015, in Park City, Utah. (Photo by Victoria Will/Invision/AP)

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With Stone Temple Pilots, Scott Weiland was one of grunge's greatest singers, crooning and growling in equal measure. His husky howls were also one of the super-ingredients in Velvet Revolver. But on most of Blaster, Weiland's first all-new solo album since 2008, he suffers from a bad case of Generic Rock Voice, firing off gravelly clichés like, "In the nick of time/I was taken by surprise by this girl of mine" ("Amethyst"). Unfortunately, this approach is perfectly suited to his new backing band's unimaginative, Aerosmith-ish hard-rock riffage. Redeeming moments? The catchy "Blue Eyes" and the T. Rex cover "20th Century Boy," when Weiland finally shows his true grit.


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