The singer has one of those really cool names that I never seem to run across here in the un-sophisticated midwest for she is called Gaynor and her voice is dreamily robotic. That is a compliment even if it might not sound like one because even though she doesn't know the inside of song from the inside of atom she manages to ellicit smiles from most everyone who listens I am certain. In 21 by Keith McLachlan. This record is stocked in the Twee Kitten mailorder catalog . Even if you were unaware of their origins after first listen you might guess they were Australian, with the obvious accent and the jangle that reminds of the Cannanes and Cat's Miaow and the lazy atmosphere enveloping the record.
Bonus points for neat songtitles too.
And to finish I will completely change the subject and speak of this new epidemic of the little circle that fastens the cd inside of jewel cases always winding up deformed, mis-shapened and beyond utility when it arrives at my door. Perhaps a government commission is in order cause I know I am certainly tired from having to pick up a fallen cd which tumbled from the case onto the floor while I was anxiously removing it from its package for the first time.