Third album now from singer songwriter Robinson who spent the time in Southern California honing the songs for this album and the results show a strange mix of Americana rooted firmly in the college rock scene. With more than a shade of REM about it, its a welcome addition to the genre and one that sticks around for days after you have listened. Such is the talent of Robinson, he delivers wry songs backed up by excellent musicianship that could so easily fall on the side of trite if he didnt pull it off with such panache. Delivering wry outlooks on life with often amusing consequences, its difficult to keep a straight face whilst singing along. Superlove starts in moderate style as a classic riff leads into a forbidding REM-style guitar which then explodes in melody on the chorus. This is followed by the off the wall Her and the Pancakes which is the first in a sequence of songs which show that sometimes a great title is all you need. It is also the sound of Robinson finding his groove and settling down only to be hit with the joyous burst of Waiting on Cinderella. We Dont Work Its Over demonstrates another side of Robinson as we are led into rather maudlin territory, this doesnt last though as If You See Her shows a wonderful side to Robinsons lyrics. A wry take on arguing and suicide followed by a great singalong, its everything that off the wall college rock used to be about. Theres a strange excursion into accordion territory for the next two songs 100 miles per Hour and Lady in White which bring to mind Gogol Bordello. It doesnt quite work and ruins the flow of the album so far. A flat end isnt helped by final song Show Me a Sign which runs out of ideas before it begins. A sorry end to a fantastic first three quarters but thats life, we cant have it all. A great time will be had by all.