It’s hard to turn a busy song boring, but Canadian flourish-pop duo Memphis is pretty adept at that sort of fumble, letting the bow-tied compositions on their third record, A Little Place in the Wildnerness, sag into a dull, soft-headed mush. Allegorically, it’s like getting dressed for the prom only to sit on the couch watching bad TV all night long. There is promise but it’s confusingly devoid of delivery. Sure, some songs actually creep through the trim, but too much of this album is content to accentuate, and not enough of it is willing to assert itself.