Germany's Reamonn has an ironic ability to create gold albums full of songs that you feel you'll rack your brains trying to remember the minute they've stopped playing. This 11-track debut is a large-scale affair: big on crashing, AOR-friendly guitars, even bigger in its remarkably ineffectual earnestness. Hopping from one dentist-chair rock ballad to another, the album consistently collapses on its own weight of leaden choruses and heavy emotions.