Rumor is that if you write down the number "2004" on a little piece of paper, put it in a bottle with a little bit of topsoil and water, and put that bottle on a table near a window, that in two weeks time that piece of paper will grow into this album, not unlike a Chia Pet. I was more into the one that follows this one, but I like this one well enough. "Staring at the Sun" is hard to ignore and the guitar on "Poppy" makes me happy. A lot of these songs though sound like they're on the burner but never quite come to a boil. Still, I'll gladly take this side of early 2000s indie over the garage rock revivalists.