Norwegian frontman Erland Oye is one half of the celebrated mellow guitar duo 'Kings of Convenience', and deft tracksmith of light electronica grooves. He's sung on 'Reiksop' hits and is generally rather talented.

Now he's formed a guitar band, and the result is this little project of wondrous, economical, energy-filled wistfullness that will have you dancing in your room or bouncing as you drive your car. The musical quality is simple and understated: hallmarks to accompany the style of Erlend's soft, wisful vocals.

There are a couple of less successful tracks in a melodic and lyrical sense. They are a bit too abstract. Otherwise, all the songs excel especially when the melodies and lyrics are assured, a smooth fusion of stated word-facts wrapping above the quirky riffs. We know we've all been there: young and full of dreams.

Most indie bands potency begins to irritate over time, but The Whitest Boy Alive gives us an album that just doesn't grate, but can be listened to again, because of an inherent, distant resonance and mellow experience that Erlend has brought to it. And sheer energy is not lacking despite this.

Also, it lives up to its simple album title: because this is the big theme it tackles and highlights with poignancy it can pull off only though its simple, unpretentious style.

A mastership of production understatement. Many of the tracks would make great dance anthems too, and i think have done.

Can we expect more hits from these guys?