The very opposite of an exactly-what-it-says-on-the-tin band, Cajun Dance Party aren't particularly danceable, and their sound is more Primrose Hill than New Orleans.
Unfortunately, 'The Colourful Life' is as dishonestly named as the band itself. Almost everything on it has the same gentle cantering beat and jangling guitars, enlivened only by Vicky Freund's twinkling keys, and Daniel Blumberg's lyrics are standard relationship-angst, poorly articulated. The most notable exception is "No Joanna", a tense, terse little confessional, but ultimately CDP are yet more white kids from the south of England with guitars. Oh goody.
Pick of the Album: Pianist envy: 'No Joanna'