Ryan Adams review – acoustic introversion meets stonking radio-rock

Ryan Adams's self-produced and self-titled LP closes a three-year gap in his otherwise chock-a-block discography, bookending a period during which he scrapped an album recorded with Glyn Jones, the super-producer of Led Zep, Stones and Eagles fame (it was about the death of his grandmother, too sad to release). The North Carolina alt-rock-country star hasn't always shrunk from the slow, sad stuff – especially not on his classic, doing-what-it-says-on-the-tin debut, Heartbreaker – but the downcast acoustic introversion here is overcome by some stonking radio-rock that dials up album-oriented Tom Petty and Springsteen jams alongside the Smiths songs that Oasis adored.