Hope St.

I’m not sure what’s going on here. The only time Kassidy seem interesting to me is on their second track, in which their singer’s voice drops a register, the band pick up a C&W groove, and the producer loads on some early Johnny Cash slap-back reverb, a Marty Robbins style massed male chorus, and strings borrowed from Lee Hazelwood. But Kassidy, in giving thisd confection the rather dismissive title ‘That Old Song’, hoist a set of audio-quotation marks around it, lest we think they’re being disloyal to their real oeuvre: middle-of-the-road, vaguely expressive folk rock. On the other hand, that genre goes well with their American-accented name (now there’s a moniker that could do with a few umlauts).