I really should hate this, but something about this album's just so damn agreeable: its supersoft, too-perfect mix of country, honkytonk, Americana softrock and jammy meanderin just makes me smile. It's overpolished, overpretty, undergritty, but dammit it pulls it off. It's unpretentious without being showy about how unpretentious it is (I'm looking at you, Lynerd fucking Skynerd), just shuffling along and inviting you for the ride 4/5
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