Of mulch and pop hooks: Brendan Benson on the state of his career and garden

Brendan Benson is in an odd spot. The 38-year-old Detroit-raised, Nashville-based songwriter caught a taste of mainstream stardom in supergroup The Raconteurs, but generally remained in bandmate Jack White's considerable shadow, even though Benson co-wrote most of the songs. His own solo catalog is similarly underrated, an impressive collection crammed with countless pop hooks. With a newly released solo record, My Old, Familiar Friend, and a show on Tuesday, Nov. 17, at First Avenue with opener Cory Chisel, Benson spoke to The A.V. Club about his seemingly frustrating status and his garden.
The A.V. Club: You brought in a band for the newest record, The Features. Were you worn out from doing albums by yourself?
Brendan Benson: That’s exactly right. I couldn’t bear the thought of making another fucking record like that. Writing it, engineering it, producing it, performing it—and after having made two records with The Raconteurs, which was such a pleasure because there were four of us. It didn’t all come down to me or any one of us. You share the burden and the glory—that’s the way it was meant to be. I never wanted to be a solo artist; I just kinda turned out that way.
AVC: Some of your songs have this Phil Spector, Motown vibe, especially “Garbage Day” from the new album and one of your older tunes, “The Pledge.” What about that era appeals to you?
BB: It’s funny 'cause I wouldn’t think of myself a huge fan of Phil Spector or Motown. At some point, it must have gotten into my psyche. It’s really hard to explain. During “The Pledge,” I never thought Motown or Phil Spector when I wrote the song. It’s just the drum pattern, mostly. When I played the drums on it, that just came out of me. I thought, "Well, this is total, fucking ‘Be My Little Baby’ or whatever." But then I thought, "Well, fuck it, I’ll go for it. We’ll put a bunch of reverb on it. We’ll get a tambourine and drench it with reverb."
AVC: Could it have been a Detroit thing, seeping into your unconsciousness?
BB: Maybe. With Motown in Detroit, that shit’s all around you. You might not even notice it. I certainly didn’t. It’s just a matter of course there. You hear it on the radio; you hear it in shops. I wasn’t particularly a fan, although there are some songs I definitely like. But generally, it’s not something I’d tune in or crank on the radio.