Gorton possesses that rare talent for making the quirky and unpredictable sound so damn infectious, as on the syncopated opener, ?Hit The Station,? which starts, stops, and changes musical directions half a dozen times, each one more candy-coated delicious than the last. The similarly wonderful, disjointed pop of Anton Barbeau and the Elephant 6 collective (particularly Neutral Milk Hotel, Olivia Tremor Control, Of Montreal, and Apples in Stereo) may be the most apparent signposts, but I was also reminded of some of the early work of Marc Bolan and Tyranosaurus Rex (not T. Rex), particularly with the myriad studio effects and variety of folk, pop, and rock that Gorton offers us throughout the album.
?From Where I?m Standing? is another delightful pop morsel, highlighted by Morse Code signals, fuzz guitar feedback and big fat drum and accordian embellishments straight out of the NMH repertoire. If the E6 gang still existed, this would be a definite candidate to add to their roster. ?Adelaide? sticks out like a sore thumb?in a good way: it?s a tender, remorseful, heartfelt tearjerker that leaves the production Fx ouotside the studio door and makes an emotional beeline for your jugular. So if you miss the off-the-beaten path pop of the E6 collective, check out Mr. Gorton?s debut. Hopefully, we?ll be hearing more from him real soon. 7/10 -- Jeff Penczak (11 December, 2006)