Since the release of his 1999 opus Play, Moby has been busy—flirting with mainstream pop, collaborating with international superstars, and even revisiting his raver roots. Yet, for all his dabbling, none of these efforts has achieved anything approaching the success of Play. Wait for Me is unlikely to break that streak, but its somber restraint is more in line with Play than anything else he’s done recently. Recording in his home studio, Moby hasn’t started recycling old gospel samples again, but the album’s ’90s Mo’ Wax beats and sweeping strings certainly sound familiar. The folksier, female-voiced tunes are a little bland, but Wait for Me has enough bright spots to be licensed for a commercial or two.