Although I‘m as much a fan of “party rockin‘” and “settin‘ it off” as anyone, sometimes when an act tries too hard to be a good-time band, the result can feel contrived. Pop should write itself; Christina Aguileras and Black Eyed Peas notwithstanding, a catchy hook ain‘t catchy unless it‘s real. In other words, overproduction can‘t save the mediocre songwriting and male-diva posturing evident on this debut. In all fairness, the electro-influenced instrumentals themselves aren‘t bad, but the vocals kind of sound like outtakes from a Korn b-side. Oof.