“Relator”, by these two very beautiful people, could not be more bland. It would miss the cut for a Rob Thomas album. Train would find it dull. It might put the Fray to sleep. Johansson seems unsure of her twangy, so-average-it-hurts singing voice, and Yorn appears to protest too much, as if he hears the festering corpse of a song he’s found himself singing and is trying to trick his brain into finding it halfway decent.
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