Going under his own name is the best move William Patrick Corgan could have made.
We've heard Billy Corgan spitting venom and bile over grungy whirlwinds. We've heard him deliver depressing electro ballads, dimly lit pop, squealing prog-metal opuses and super emotional ballads about, well, birth, love, and death, mostly.
It's a big topic, one he's been covering under several different guises for a long
time.
But on Shiloh, one of the last tracks on Corgan's first solo album in more than 10 years, we hear a different side of him. Shiloh has gentle acoustic guitars. Shiloh has graceful strings. Shiloh finds Corgan cooing lines like, "You're gonna be just right," and, "At peace with every dime".
On Shiloh, Corgan sounds more than happy. He sounds, dare we say it, content.
The same can be said for most of Ogilala, Corgan's follow-up to his oddball 2005 effort TheFutureEmbrace on which he performs under his own name - William Patrick - for the first time. It's a sign things are different this time around, and they are.
