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Given that they've already staked their claim on our collective conscious with a number one album and single, you'd think that Californian crossover-mongers Orson would be satisfied for the time being. Think again.
Quite aptly labelled as a new Bon Jovi by some, Orson's latest offering is infinitely adequate but interminably dull, its sterile production matched only by Jason Pebworth's thoroughly irritating vocal swagger: his fedora-adorned mug will smirk in your face as your speakers succumb to the bland onslaught.
Okay, so it's not that bad, but it certainly isn't that good, either. Standard fare for standard folk, you can take it or leave it and not notice much either way.
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