Bad boys or knights in shining armor? Both, actually. On the 13 immaculately strategized tracks of Let’s Roll, the boy band dishes out low-cal Barry White-isms that play to every Cinderella’s fantasy. But for each instance of emotional rescue (”Girl, I’ll be your Superman”), there’s a counterpoint come-on (”We can do it automatic/I can freak you with my gadget”). Sadly, by relying on canned beats, worn posturing, and sissy vocals, Youngstown won’t woo discerning ears.
We gave it a C+