Sleepy Sun are a blinking, lolloping pysch-rock and soul beast crawling out from under some remote rock. 7 minute epic, New Age, opens the album with stark drum patterns and dreamy vocals that envelop the listener. Lord is next up and introduces Sleepy Sun's range, with soulful crooning and melancholic piano to come off like Magistrates with talent, or Cold War Kids with a desire to be anything but safe. White Dove is in Black Mountain country with huge, brain-frying riffs and heavy pysch-rock wig outs. The closer is closer to folk than any of the above and witnesses acoustic, campfire-like sing alongs reprising the bucolic feel of punning-track Sleepy Son's harmonica. Poor marks for consistency, and stodgy in parts (see, Red/Black), Embrace is nevertheless a welcome addition to this year's roster.