this is the sound of falling asleep on a summer's afternoon, and is the better for it. opener and single of the title track is quietly hazy and is a benchmark in the New Acoustic Movement and the like. the listener is then enchanted with the fuzzy opening swoops of cloudy lemonade, the words of the summer with the sound. and it is only two chords, not bad for a band described as tramps. all of the songs take on board a unique style which lasts throughout, and uses some interesting instruments (milk bottle on me & mine), the haze is particularly messed up on the almost aggressive reverse midas touch, which takes on a completely different role as a song, because it shows how the band have progressed from the first album, and shows how they will continue to develop now they are on parlophone records after leaving twisted nerve. not half is another highlight as the jazz solo comes in it is clear that is no ordinary album.