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):
It’s always easier to slag lousy albums than it is to praise worthy ones. Which makes finding the words to describe this sophomore CD by The Pernice Brothers nigh on impossible.
Sure, you can open the thesaurus and pull out words like lush, jangly, tasteful and stylish to describe the Brian Wilson-influenced roots-pop sound of singer-guitarist Joe Pernice — formerly of Scud Mountain Boys and Chappaquiddick Skyline — and his sextet, which includes his brother Bob. Or you can whip out the dictionary to help explain that his lyrics are gorgeous and unpretentious, his melodies ebullient, the rhythms sprightly, the songcraft stellar and refined. And of course you can trot out the usual superlatives like magical, luminous, flawless, inspired, yadda yadda yadaa. Truth is, sometimes you just gotta hear it for yourself. And this is one of those times.