The new album by one-man band Her Space Holiday is folksy and childlike. Similar to the style of Kimya Dawson, except this guy, Marc Bianchi, actually does it well — it probably helps that his music is not nearly as minimalistic. Consider what would happen if you combined the Violent Femmes with Modest Mouse and wrapped them up in a big, cozy blanket. The childlike nature of Bianchi’s music is basically laid out in track eight, “The World Will Deem You Dangerous”: “But I would never hurt a fly/ unless it sold my secrets/ to a spider on the wall/ whose eight eyes are contagious.” It’s emphasized throughout the album with handclaps and the chiming percussion of what sounds to be a glockenspiel. The lilting, beachy guitar melody on “The Day in Review,” just further pushes me into thinking about unicorns, rainbows and ice cream cones. Finishing off the album is “One for My Soul (Goodnight)” which sounds like a tribute to Rod Stewart’s “Ooh La La.” What’s really funny is that amongst all this whimsical music are meaningful and thought-provoking lyrics. The tunes sound like nursery rhymes, the ideas are presented from what resembles a child’s perspective, but Bianchi sings to adults; a contradiction that works very well. On “My Crooked Crown,” he serenades someone with a fairy tale of sorts: “When he lowers her to his eye/ they breathe each other’s air until their lungs get tired/ it creates a melody/ that gently kisses everything.” It’s all very uncomplicated and easy to understand. Refreshing, because sometimes these adult concepts are not nearly as complicated as we grown-ups make them out to be — it’s sure nice to see that someone agrees. -The Wenatchee World