In the wake of Brit-pop, it seemed the sole export of Wales consisted entirely of the earnest stadium rock of Kelly Jones or the whoopee-cushion psychedelia of bands like the Super Furry Animals and Gorky's Zygotic Mynci. But occasionally, as with Songs of Ignorance, there was a fair indication that at least wry acoustic trios named after one of Al Capone's henchmen could survive just fine. Songs here revolve around coke-dealing wedding ceremonies ("We were walking down the church aisle, tried to score some ultra white/So I called him on his mobile, did not think it right," from "Don't Slip Up"), and the results often sound like an emo cabaret act covering Rod Stewart's "Maggie May" ("Cracking Up"). And yet, Murry the Hump rarely let the mirth boil over. Lo-fi, Amish acoustics are peppered throughout, seldom overstaying their welcome -- as they do in the charmless opener, "Green Green Grass of Home," which the band clearly find more amusing than anybody else -- and it's easy to lean back in the chair and let all the uncomplicated insincerity soak itself into the pores.
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AllMusic Review by Dean Carlson