Santana "Supernatural" [1999]

You'd think no guitarist would be able to sustain a 30+ year career in popular music by playing the same solo for every song, but Carlos Santana inexplicably has. In fact, his 1999 album "Supernatural" was his biggest seller, which reminds me how deeply anxious everyone was about Y2K at the time; clearly the CD-buying masses back then were not in their right minds. That, plus a thankfully short-lived fetish for all things Latino (and you can't teach Mexican) are all that can explain the success of this funeral procession of washed-out singer/songwriters and nacho-cheesy house band filler. While Santana here replaces dumb Deadhead jam-banding with gross glittered New York sessionistas, his tunes are, as always, way too bland and fatty, yet somehow keep coming back up -- just like a really bad burrito.