It’s missing just a little bit of authenticity that might come by loosening those bowties and getting some dirt under their fingernails.
Hints of crooning, Motown, doo-wop, soul, balladry, heartbreak and hipster pretension all rear their heads at different times in this self-titled debut. But the result is so much more than the eclectic sum of its parts. The hooks are as crisp as their suits and pomaded hair, which is both its greatest strength and biggest weakness. As good as All The Colours might be, it almost feels too pristine at times. It's missing just a little bit of authenticity that might come by loosening those bowties and getting some dirt under their fingernails.