It's indicative of Sexsmith's lasting talent that he can make eachLP such an elegiac pleasureeven a slightly lesser work. After all, Sexsmithis a remarkably unique classic singer-songwriter, with a big heart and suchbountiful boatloads of sincerity. Unfortunately, like last year's BlueBoy, there are one or two atypical missteps as Sexsmith valiantly trieson different coats of styles again, attempting to broaden his palate furtherthan it perhaps should go. He nearly squanders a beautiful acoustic-pop gemin "Heart's Desire" by employing some incongruous Hendrix-erawah-wah soloing and an okay but sterile drum machine. But overall, when he sticksto his meat and potatoes like "Former Glory," "Gold in Them Hills"(with Coldplay's Chris Martin on backing vocals, an unlikely duo for sure),"The Less I Know, Least That I Can Do," and the bouncy, ultra-catchypop of "Disappearing Act," his first-rate lyrics and his realisticempathy still win him the day.