The True False Identity

1	Zombieland 5:57
2	Palestine Texas 4:47
3	Seven Times Hotter Than Fire 4:41
4	There Would Be Hell to Pay 5:10
5	Every Time I Feel the Shift 6:52
6	I'm Going on a Long Journey Never to Return 5:21
7	Hollywood Mecca of the Movies 3:26
8	Fear Country 6:15
9	Baby Don't You Say You Love Me 4:08
10	Earlier Baghdad (The Bounce) 4:55
11	Blinded by the Darkness 5:18
12	Shaken Rattled and Rolled 2:40

Barnes & Noble

Since T Bone Burnett hasn't made an album of his own original music since 1992, filling the time with such side projects -- so to speak -- as the multi-platinum soundtrack to O Brother, Where Art Thou?, it's not surprising that he would return with a vengeance. Even so, the power that leaps from the grooves of The True False Identity is something to be reckoned with. The intensity is unmistakable from the opening notes of "Zombieland," on which Burnett manages to render reggae's usually plangent rhythms into a tense foundation for a tale of cultural disconnection. That's a running theme throughout the disc, one that Burnett drives home in various ways -- most intriguingly, the brusquely clipped spoken-word delivery of songs like "Palestine, Texas," which ends with him intoning, in mantra-like fashion, the belief that "this version of the world will not be here for long / it is already gone." Burnett also ramps up the passion in purely musical ways, lacing songs like "Blinded by the Darkness" -- which contrasts his own version of Christianity with the markedly less tolerant strain proffered by right-wing fundamentalists -- with stinging, angular guitar work, both his own and that of Marc Ribot. The ardor is there even when topics turn to matters of the heart, as evidenced by the slow-burning blues "Seven Times Hotter than Fire," a song of perseverance that stalks stealthily before exploding in a cascade of gnarled sound. Burnett never descends into purposeful ugliness, however, and as such The True False Identity resounds with positivity; it's a clarion call, not a scream in the darkness. David Sprague

All Music Guide

As a musician and songwriter, T-Bone Burnett often manages the canny feat of seeming direct and elusive at the same time; there's an emotional power and clarity in his best music that's bracing, passionate, and scrupulously honest, but he's also capable of using his artifice to throw his messages in several directions at once, and it's sometimes difficult to tell just what his intended target is supposed to be (which is part of what makes his work fascinating in the first place). Lately, Burnett's star has risen considerably as a producer, having coordinated the multi-platinum soundtrack albums for O Brother, Where Art Thou? and Walk the Line as well as breakthrough projects for Counting Crows and the Wallflowers, and Burnett's estimable skills in the studio are the best thing about The True False Identity, his first album since The Criminal Under My Own Hat in 1992. Three drummers are credited in the liner notes (Carla Azar, Jay Bellerose, and Jim Keltner), and it often seems as if all three are playing at once, as a precisely arranged clatter runs throughout these 12 songs, with Dennis Crouch's double bass keeping the rhythms locked in and Marc Ribot's superb guitar work carrying the brunt of the melody and conjuring the aural atmosphere (enough so that he could probably demand co-star billing if he were of a mind). Musically, The True False Identity is fascinating and challenging stuff, and the album is full of the sort of clever wordplay one would expect from Burnett, although a number of the songs cover themes -- still relevant themes, it should be emphasized -- that he's written about more effectively in the past (especially "Blinded by the Darkness" and "Hollywood Mecca of the Movies"). The writing on The True False Identity sometimes sounds like slogans rather than carefully thought-out verse -- although they're often great slogans ("If sin were dealt with by the laws of man, everybody would be in jail," "Cowboy with no cattle, warrior with no war/They don't make imposters like John Wayne anymore," "When you're out for revenge, dig two graves"). Burnett can do better, but from nearly anyone else, The True False Identity would be a striking and adventurous work. Mark Deming

The Independent

T Bone Burnett has clearly drawn on his time as a Dylan sideman for this rare solo outing. Andy Gill