I’ve been trying to cut down on the chattiness in my record reviews, as it doesn’t really take 700 words to describe an album thoroughly. To prove so, I will tell you about Midnight Remember, the first stateside release for Australians Little Red.

There is nothing particularly fresh with regards to this record. I mean this in two, non-derogatory ways. The first is that this album was already released in Australia in 2010. The version that is coming to America is slightly abbreviated and being released through True Panther Records, home of sweet-natured pop bands like Memphis and Girls.

Much like with those bands, the second lack of freshness comes from the fact that Little Red is working hard in the area of pop nostalgia. In much of what I read about this band, The Beach Boys were referenced as a touchstone. After listening to this album a few times, that influence can definitely be heard on the album. This pop sound is mixed with the more current sound of fellow Australians Cut Copy, but only at points on the first half of the album. The majority of the album sounds like 70s pop music, replete with Gram Parsons-style productions and piano-led tracks like “Chelsworth” that would have been sung by David Cassidy on The Partridge Family.

The result of this blending of 70s pop styles and Cut Copy style electro grooves is an album that is fine. It’s a solidly made pop album; I have to give it that. The album makes you want to dance, groove, and do whatever else people do on the dance floor. The problem with Midnight Remember for me is that it’s a solidly made pop album.

This is a negative because there are tons of solidly made pop albums every year. They hit you on the radio, and you go “that track’s sick.” Three days later, you will still be humming it because it’s a genuinely sick track. Three weeks later, you’re doing good if you can even remember what the song is supposed to sound like. This is how I feel after listening to this album. I really enjoy listening to it as it’s a fun album made with spirit. The problem is that the songs don’t stick, and any classic album–or at least any very good one–should be memorable. Given the number of times that I’ve listened to this album, I should be able to remember a particular rhythm or a bassline or something. I can’t remember anything. I just listened to it before writing this review, and while I remember enjoying the ride, I don’t remember what I heard.

Although this album might not go into the annals of record history, it’s definitely worth checking out. Maybe it will get stuck in your own head. Check out the lead single “Rock It” to see if it does.