WHAT'S THE STORY? Solo sweetness from dainty-voiced Rilo Kiley singer. It's real pretty, ma.
TO BE HONEST: Whimsical, blues-splurged poppiness that smells fresher than Daisies. Gospel complementation makes it perfect for nursing Sunday hangovers.
COMPARE TO: A fried Mars bar in deep south Kentucky.
DON'T COMPARE TO: Cannibal Corpse's entire back catalogue. (In particular 'Hammer Smashed Face', which goes RURRRGGH UGGEHHHHH GORRRRHHHH!!!).
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