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A mini-album just five tracks long, 'Chester' sees the duo's dappled muse trot listlessly round a creative cul-de-sac. Though Wagner's lyrics are as queasily bathetic as ever, Rouse - who assumes sole charge of tune-scribbling duties - appears content to contribute as little as possible lyrically. His hazy, semi-conceived visions stretch only as far as the bass-slappin', matted-beard blues of 'Table Dance' or the Tim Buckley-in-a-coma yawn that is 'I Couldn't Wait'.
Only the deceptively sweet 'Somehow You Could Always Tell' sees the duo's creative horns lock successfully - a fleeting glint of needle-sharp, paranoid invention twinkling through the apathetic fug. With neither the conviction or enthusiasm to turn their hobby into a fully-operational concern, Rouse and Wagner's meek lurch for alt-country's tarnished crown seems simply gauche. Back to the day job, boys.
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