“Inconsistently brilliant, Graham Parker has soared (Howlin’ Wind, Squeezing Out Sparks) and slumped (The Real Macaw) ever since starting out as a bardic pub rocker in 1976. His best work in years, 12 is also his subtlest. On "Pollinate," the writer famed for trenchant sarcasm sings "People think I’m filled with hate/They got it wrong, […]”
