If you put the music of Dylan, Springsteen and the Byrds into a blender and set the controls for "puree," you would end up with something like this album. Nile has even gone so far as to change his name—from Robert Noonan—and approve a jacket that is very reminiscent of the graphics of Dylan's 1966 Blonde on Blonde. He has also spent considerable energy burying his Buffalo, N.Y. roots and hyping Greenwich Village credentials. Of course, there have been plenty of great talents who started out mimicking others, but this is his second try and the results are equally disappointing. Willie is less making original art than marching to the sound of a different singer.