We gave it a C-
With its opulent fanfare of strings, horns, and swooning voices, the second album by this grandiloquent pop choir is undeniably a sonic improvement over its sparer 2002 debut. But it’s all wasted on songs and harmonies too campy and cloying to be as uplifting as headmaster Tim DeLaughter wants them to be. The New Age fortune-cookie lyrics (”Don’t fall in love with diamond rings or tragedy will somehow find its way in all that you hold true”) don’t help either. Title aside, the Spree aren’t nearly heavy enough.