Neon Indian falls perfectly in a space between two stools. On the one hand, he can make weird and interesting noises; on the other he can write pop songs. It’s simplistic to say you have to pick a direction and go with it. Sometimes you pick the weird noises, build it up and then you end up back at pop (see Caribou’s ‘Swim’), but there tends to be a cast iron rule that when you walk the line between both you either write something utterly stupendous, or you write something a bit ‘meh’. As it is, this falls squarely in ‘meh’ territory. It sounds interesting, the songs seem well crafted, but I just can’t get below the surface. It’s certainly a step up from his debut album, ‘Psychic Chasms’, but again, I can’t put my finger on why that is. I’d be tempted to give this album 3/10, just for being average, but really it deserves 7 because, it’s, y’know, average.

By Olly Parker

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