Hawk has interwoven his artistic lusts with clean melodies, creating a nailed-on summer soundtrack that treads the precipice between romantic laments and illuminating, cocktail-shaking jaunts.
There is a sense that this is an album unsure of itself.
Summer needs a wistful, nostalgic soundtrack, and Player Piano has stepped in.
Player Piano lacks that crucial cumulative effect, and instead Hawk presents himself more as an able if indistinct singer-songwriter than a molder of pure sound.