Are you feeling run down? Unhappy? Depressed? This might help. Each of Less Sophistication's eleven psych-rock/power pop songs is equal to two antidepressants. It's true. Says so right on the box. (Note: it doesn't actually say that right on the box, but it should.) Less Sophistication is happy beyond belief -- full of smiles, candy and kittens. Some of you will hate it for precisely that reason, but that's basically akin to hating the sun for being bright and warm. This album is pure summer.

Less Sophistication also reps its influences relentlessly. From The Turtles to The Beatles, it's impossible to go eight bars without saying to yourself, "God, this sounds a lot like..." Then again, that's half the fun. The songs are so effortlessly put together that the fact that they borrow so shamelessly augments the experience instead of detracting from it. "Get Connected" is no exception -- its opening lick is copped from The Zombies' "Time of the Season". There's more, of course, but what's important is Andreas Mastrup's bass groove driving the verses, and a chorus that's so stupidly catchy, it could be crabs.

Opener "It Happens Tonight" is perhaps the darkest moment in the album's entire half-hour run. Chock full of organ, high, stabbing piano and a whole mess of background voices, the song rumbles prettily along, as heavy as it is mesmerizing. Thomas Innstø's voice soars above the entire thing, proclaiming his love with the oddly innocent lyric, "To look / At your face / Rearranged / I wouldn't miss it for the world." Even this threat has been veiled in effortless pop, so much so that you're far more likely to be bobbing your head than guarding it.

However, just when you think you have it figured out, The Fletchers change it up on you. On "Summer Holiday & Me" and "Less Sophistication", Theresa Lund takes the lead vocal duties, dropping the psychedelic tinges and turning the music into pure beach party ecstasy.

The Jessica Fletchers have crafted a pop masterpiece. If you're looking for feel-good music, you simply cannot do better than this.