This came out in 2001 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
Good old guitar-driven American alt-rock just never seems to go out of style — especially in countries other than America.
This Aussie quintet of pretty boys are the latest outfit hoping to use their post-grunge pedigree to get a green card to the American Dream. Trouble is, they’re just a bit too obvious about it. They take their name from a Neil Young song. They have the strummy acoustic guitars, the simmering midtempo moodiness, the edgy dynamics and soulful delivery of way too many American late-’90s bands like Semisonic, Third Eye Blind and Matchbox Twenty. And the thing that really sets them apart from the pack probably isn’t going to help much: The nasal tones of singer Bernard Fanning and the band’s triple-decker harmonies bear an uncanny (and unfortunate) resemblance to Massachusetts-era Bee Gees. Try as they might, that’s one thing that’s never gonna be in style. At least I hope not.
