Chicago's JT and the Clouds have a pop soul sound kind of like Hootie and the Blowfish or John Mayer that I'm sure has massive commercial appeal but it is also predictable, middle of the road and unoriginal. Take the opener Fever Dream as an example where the guitar is lifted straight from the Doobie Brothers and the track just never seems to get out of first gear sitting in a comfortable monotony that pervades this whole of this album.
The one thing that does hold this album together through the blandness of the music is the vocals of front man Jeremy 'JT' Lindsay who sound like a mix of Sam Cooke, Mick Jagger and Rod Stewart. Don't get me wrong, there are some good songs on here like Playin' Dozens, How It Runs and The Wolf but the sugar coated production sounds like the music has had the life compressed out of it. There is no definition to the instruments and everything just merges together into a lifeless mass that becomes more frustrating with every listen.
What could have been a quirky and powerful record is lost with only the last track Nobody Wants To Be Alone Nobody Wants To Die showing what the rest of this record could have been. Which raises the question why they could not have given the same dynamics to the rest of the album. Pity.