Full-length CD with melodic, acoustic, uninspired pop(ish) tunes with decent vocals, semi-creative guitar riffs and mediocre production. It sounds like he felt obligated to make this record, ya know? There is some hidden magic in his songwriting, but overall, it comes off like your average tragedy; bordering on pathetic melodrama. Listen to while: lamenting a bad haircut, kntting a bad sweater as an "obligation gift," vaccuming.
Decent Tracks: 3, 6, 9
RIYL: Dave Matthews, Bright Eyes (if he was a bass and not talented), acoustic Rufus W.
