Jason Lowenstein, At sixes and sevens

By Alyssa Morrell

On his solo effort At Sixes and Sevens, Jason Lowenstein ventures where many have gone before. Possibly a hollow attempt to follow in the steps of Pavement (who were following in the footsteps of the Dinosaur Jr.), the end result is like any photocopy of a photocopy. The original quality is completely lost. One would hope that Loewenstein would have evolved as a songwriter by now, but this album only reveals his weakness as one. He seems to have given up a lot of the darkness and experimentalism that was Sebadoh, but what he gave it up for remains to be seen.

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