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The fourth album from NYC’s Shy Child suffers from an unimaginative retread of their previous work and a pick of early 90’s synth pop band. Think post New Order band Monaco, but without the heart. Admittedly the first song Liquid Love starts it all off well. A cute, upbeat, little dance number which is very likable on its own, people will rate them because of this tune. The problem is that it rarely strays to anything different. Each song feels like a slight reworking of the one that has gone before. Before you realise, you’re near the end of the album, each song blends into the next without fuss.
It’s pale in comparison to the innovative bands such as MGMT an even Empire of the Sun. They airy weak, vocals soon become irritating along with the uninspired lyrics. There no cutting edge or even an attempt at feeling or passion. It is quite smooth and some songs if heard randomly are quite catchy, but apart from hearing all before many years ago, you would have heard all it has to offer after the first track