At The Metropolis (2005, Self-released)
debut, Incident at the Metropolis is not only one of the
swankiest and most well manicured pop albums to come down the pike
in a dog’s age, it’s also one of the most curiously
enjoyable as well. I say 'curiously' in the most charitable sense
possible, in that an initial listen to pretty much anything here
is likely to conjure up instant comparisons to ‘70s/’80s
soft-pop. I suppose it doesn’t help dodging that comparison
when you commence your album with a pair of tracks that smack distinctly
of Gaucho-era Steely Dan. There’s no debating it.
The better half of Incident basks in a sheik, cocktail lounge-endowed
glow, but with posh arrangements a la orch-popsters The Heavy Blinkers,
and some occasional Rundgren-esque inclinations, this L.A. quartet,
whom would likely have been passed off as merely 'conventional',
say 20 years ago, is anything but – so long as you’re
willing to invest the time to let these nine sumptuous songs sink.