Cocoon take their lead from the likes of Jose Gonzalez and Sufjan Stevens, with softly delivered vocals accompanied by urgent guitar-picking and serious piano lines. But their music never really transcends those constraints, even at those moments where strings or keys or Theremins swell up hopefully in the background. All in all, it feels like being trapped at a party talking to a serious young man (Mark Daumail) who doesn’t really have anything to be serious about, and who’s accompanied by a keyboard playing young woman (Morgane Imbeaud) who unwisely duets with him rather than suggesting an arguably more age-appropriate hip hop-direction. Not for me.