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Deliciously Retro
4 Out Of 5 Stars

The Explorers Club and "Grand Hotel" are so behind the times that they've made a minor miracle in their album. It's like eating the old three level jello deserts from my childhood. There was a frothy foam on the top, a whipped creamy middle and the juicy, fruity jello bottom. The music on "Grand Hotel" is layered almost the same way. The top seems comprised of foamy Beach Boys and California harmonies, the middle a pastiche of Herb Alpert and Sergio Mendes, the juicy main portion a mixture of such iconic song masters as Jimmy Webb/Glen Campbell, The Association, a touch of Beatles, Mama's and Papa's, The Turtles, and so many other ingredients that you'll get lost in the many chambers. When you put a song called "Sweet Delights" on an album that shamelessly pays homage to The Tijuana brass, you know you're probably headed for a love/hate relationship...like seconds on your deserts.

It makes "Grand Hotel" idiosyncratic and a bit frustrating. To be able to record an album in this day and age that slavishly recreates this classic pop sound without being a punchline takes serious dedication and talent. Yet you wonder what lead singers Wally Reddington, Jason Brewer or Dave Ellis really sound like when not aping Brian Wilson, as brilliant as "Run Run Run" or "Any Little Way" sound. Or to uncover if the band's love of the sounds they've recreated are genuine or some kind of grand art project? Or, you may ask yourself, why over-analyze The Explorers Club? "Grand Hotel" is a breath of ocean breezes that'll give you good vibes...even if this is music you'll also think your mother should know.








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The Inevitable Return to The Soul Vault
4 Out Of 5 Stars

In the four years since Seal released his first "Soul" CD, it has quietly racked up over a half-million sales. That's a pretty good number in this day and age, and probably more that "6 Commitment" has sold since being released two years ago. Like Micheal McDonald discovered via his two "Motown" albums, there's nothing like expertly executed nostalgia to resurrect a stalled career. While Seal is hardly faded into obscurity, it was inevitable that Seal would ultimately come back for another dip into this well.

Much like the 2008 "Soul," Seal's beautiful voice slides like silk across these 11 songs, and again, he has the smooth production of David Foster (with an assist from Trevor Horn) to assure that there are no flaws in the system. So when Seal wraps those pipes of his around Teddy Pendergrass's "Love TKO" or leans into The O'Jays' "Backstabbers," you can feel the professional commitment all parties bring to the recording. I also like the way they kept the Philly Groove that so enhances The Spinners' "I'll Be Around."

What leaves me a little cold towards "Soul 2" are the same things I felt the first "Soul" could have been better. The song selection is comprised of songs you'd likely hear two or three times a day on your local All Golden Oldies radio station. Seal pulls no surprises out of the bag (ala Ann Peeble's "I Can't Stand The Rain" and Denice Williams' "Free" from the first version), and he could have easily dug deeper than the done to death "What's Goin' On" or "Let's Stay Together." (I mean, really. Even President Obama has covered that one.) Even with the safest material here, Seal's "Soul 2" makes for a pleasant interlude. Be prepared for "Soul 3" likely appearing around 2016.




   
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Back to the 90's.
3 Out Of 5 Stars

If you long for the days of Everything But The Girl's techno moments, or St Etienne's late night whispery cool, you'll probably get a big kick out of Ivy's "All Hours." Husband and wife team Andy Chase and Dominique Durand, along with Fountains of Wayne dude Adam Schlesinger mix the sound of 80's old school synths with the 90's trip-hop and Durand's sweet if somewhat undistinguished voice. As usual, Schlesinger brings his knack for memorable melodies (even though the writing credits are listed as the entire band), and all the songs pop along as expected.

However, Ivy has shown a greater knack for memorable songs that were more up-front than dreamy background. "All Hours" could have easily been titled "After Hours" for all its lack of energy. The muted chill of "All Hours" might have been a treasure; to me it sounds like something that dropped out of a 1997 lockbox.


   

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