Ironic nu-soul lounge of decidedly Northern European flavor, this tongue-in-cheek excursion fits the late-'60s early-'70s nuance with a fondue-like catchiness. A tiki-bar aesthetic wrapped in the hipster knowingness of cosmopolitan living, the electronics are nearly Jimi Tenor in style, indie rock in arrangement. The final production is topped with a dash of buoyant flashiness. Perfectly in tune with the discriminating yet mockingly authoritative party host, this CD would do justice on any in-the-know's play list. Not for your cynical collector, but at the same time smartly disparaging to the lemming-like majors, this truly is a special album for its ability to fit between the two.