Less troubled jailbird than beautiful loser, Moon preoccupies himself with girls, wanderlust, girls, youthful kicks, girls and whether or not he's losing his mind. Otherwise, this genial Counting Crows knockoff goes for Betties who board rather than ski. He's choosy, you see. At his most tunefully compelling, Moon plunders "Mustang Sally," adding Beatles harmonies either for the sake of nostalgia or out of pure laziness ("Disco Gold"). When that gets too daring, he reworks "I Fought the Law" as a mopey sea chantey for Front Range tastemakers ("Heartland").
Didn't Big Head Todd already put Colorado on the map for boring electric folk rock? (See www.matthewmoon.com.)