English psych-pop classicists from the 1960s (well, two of them, Colin Blunstone and Rod Argent) returning to old methods and sentiments: love, goodwill, acceptance and just a hint of angsty whingeing – melodic and, in the case of Blunstone's pipes, resilient as a breeze.
Anyone who has swooned over records by 10cc or Steely Dan (for the tunes rather than the archness) will be gratified to hear this. Especially the ballads. Like hymns, they are, or truffles.
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