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The stripped-down, synth-and-guitar indie pop on this oddly spellbinding second album from Los Angeles singer-songwriter Jeremy Jay could be the Cars minus the dreams of chart glory and bloated studio budget. Jay's sleepy yelp suggests an attempt to seem cool and sexy, but he can't quite pull it off, coming across instead as repressed, and a little creepy. Still, his quietly unsettling aura perfectly suits these childlike love songs: Not many people could sing, "Sometimes we gallop over moonbeams / Giddy-up, horsey, giddy-up" with such unironic, persuasive conviction.

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