Clearly, it's not for everyone. There's an intentional slickness in the finely detailed orchestration that could provoke fear of diabetes in some. But step further inside the arrangements, and appreciate the wonderful choreography of sounds. On "Clarion Union Hall," doo-wop girls sashay over a bouncy organ that reiterates a melodic line from Gilligan's Island. Violins and a harp lay a swooning bed for the folk-tinged "The Old Spring Town," while the laconic British Invasion pop of "Sailing Bells" smashes headlong into a funky pop outro that recalls Bananarama's "Cruel Summer."
Then again, all this grandeur and sheen are almost red herrings, obscuring the clever craft of the construction.