Tigermilk

You can feel the craftmanship, how they carved their songs. But the result is unfortunately inoffensive and bland.

I’m not usually one to judge an album by its cover but in this case, come on, what were they thinking? I don’t care how arty and black & white it is, it’s still a topless woman pretending to breast feed a stuffed toy tiger. Once you get past this, the music is largely inoffensive folky, pop with one weirdly out of place electro dance number.