The Counting Crows’ first studio album in six years not only splits itself between driving rock and softer balladry, but also between the slightly smug self-confidence and overweening insecurity Adam Duritz gives off these days in interviews. In a sense, the band is more comfortable in their itchy skin than ever — and certainly not rehashing “Mr. Jones.” We love the quieter second half for capturing Duritz’s sweetly escapist view of New York.