What we have here is the perfect recipe for yet another summery lo-fi bedroom-pop record.
This is an album focused entirely on subtlety, which – given the slacker pop exterior – is somewhat of an oxymoron. Were it not for the carefully tweaked guitar parts, there would be a pretty serious lack of variety. It's often hard to decipher when one song ends and when another begins, though with that being said, at no point do things ever become dull. I Lost Again opens the album with the kind of hazy hard-to-place nostalgia that fills the remainder of the album, and from that point on each track is merged together with a lazy, stock-standard drumbeat, set apart only by the sneakiest elements found in the psyched-out keys embedded into Here And There and the erratic fuzzed-out guitar solo of Nature's Cup.
Free Time offers very few surprises, but this is definitely an instance where that old saying “less is more” rings true.