An indie-rock-scarred hipster's first reaction to this disc might be one of disgust. Clean, processed guitars? A singer in tune? Swelling anthems that would sound at home on an SUV commercial? Yes, all of this -- and not an ironically dissonant note in sight. Battery Park's music falls somewhere between every mainstream band you've been conditioned to loathe: Pearl Jam, Dave Matthews Band, Ben Harper. Dig a little deeper, though, and it becomes apparent that not only are these guys sincere, but they actually know what they're doing. Tastefully arranged keyboards and percussion augment the typical guitar/ bass/drums format, and the tunes build up, climax and resolve like, well, like songs are supposed to. Perhaps that's the point: Rather than concepts or postures,... More >>>