- 17 Aug 04
Every song on this record has been dressed up ready for a night out, but the trouble is, plenty of them weren’t worth fussing over in the first place.
Neil Finn used to be an awful lot better at this pop music lark.
True, Finn and his former Crowded House colleagues always boasted an almighty amount of crud in their repertoire. But they also had gorgeous little pop tunes like ‘Fall At Your Feet’ that, while not exactly life-changing, at least passed the time in style while we waited for Justin to graduate from the Mickey Mouse Club.
Sadly, this album round, pop appears to have eaten itself chez Finn, to be replaced by the far more maudlin sound of two men staring at their wrinkles in the mirror and feeling an urge for a group-hug and some deep contemplation about life.