Wit, irony, satire mostly elude May across the album-- instead there are 11 songs of bedroom-surf rock that are so bizarrely simple they become ingratiating.
This is pure, unadulterated pop music, and while its individual musical elements sometimes don’t quite add up to the full potential inherent within Dent’s ever-stunning vocal melodies, there’s always something going on that’s guaranteed to endear this music to the listener.
May, who tackled the lion’s share of instrumentation on his lonesome, with scant help from a few Florida locals, puts forth another polished collection of palatable pop rock that’s touched with the kind of warmth its title implies.
#23 | / | Obscure Sound |