Blueboy, Unisex

Douglas Wolk

By Douglas Wolk

on 10.13.11 in Reviews

If there were a competition for “least macho band of all time,” Blueboy would stare all their rivals into submission. Keith Girdler sings like a timid romantic who’s slinking away from a rebuff; the rest of the group shrugs, hovers, purrs, and avoids rocking as often as possible. “Self Portrait,” the centerpiece of their second album, may be the peak of their aesthetic pose, a deliberately narcissistic paean that rejects the possibility of romance beyond the self (“T-E-A-S-E the girls, I say”). It’s a gorgeous record, and precious in multiple senses.