Nothing really distinguishes Future Clouds and Radar from anything else out these days. The music reminds me of Hootie and the Blowfish, although the singing is much better. “Old Edmund Ruffin” must be about 30, because it makes me think of The Wallflowers. There’s definitely a lot trapped in the ’90s on “Peoria.”
The piano on “Feet on Grass” and Beatles-inspired singing definitely make this one of the better tracks on the album. “Eighteen Months” introduces horns but not much else. “The Mortal” is good for fans of Morrissey’s music but not his singing. This track could be on “Vauxhall and I.” Maybe it’s a cover.
“Mortal 926” has a more gothic feel and is my favorite track. It also has no lyrics. If the entire album sounded like this, no one would care about the stupid economy. It slowly builds to a substantial treat for the ears. It could even be used on one of those ’80s cop shows, like “Magnum, She Wrote” or “Hill Street Vice.”
“Follow the Crane” picks up the rear and is an unassuming end to an unassuming album. There’s really nothing wrong with this album, but not much goes “whiz bang” either. Maybe you have to be drunk first.
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