Backed by Pulido’s Midlake bandmates, egos are set aside for the greater good. All provide great tunes – they write and sing two each – and they entertain rather than indulge in introspection.
At its best, the collection unfurls a succession of sugared, shimmering, time-swept confections seemingly torn from an alternate-universe ‘70s AM playlist, and even those relatively throwaway numbers boast a masterful leftfield popcraft whose flawless form never masks the profound eccentricities bleeding through each track. Though certain similarities of sound may be unavoidable when like minded contemporaries deploy weaponized hooks via the same Laurel Canyon-steeped instrumental backdrop, the artists lovingly indulge their own stylistic quirks for distinctly different effects. Given the variety of approaches employed within, just about everyone scrolling through these 11 tracks should find an addled anthem easy to love…even as the album itself remains frustratingly difficult to like.