Decent laid-back power pop (i.e. way more Big Star than 999), but nothing that makes me want to throw off my clothes and jump on a trampoline—the standard reviewing benchmark. I think I am regressing. The older I get, the faster I want my music to be! By the time I’m in a nursing home, I’ll just be listening to speed metal. For shame! I’m also creeped out by the cover art—a drawing of a naked woman with the fish head. Yikes! If this were a cereal, it’d be a defective box of Apple Jacks with the sugar mysteriously missing. Calling Encyclopedia Brown!