At 29 and 35 years of age, The Youngs, who are releasing their self-titled release on Mimicry Records in late October, really aren't that young. They can't really be considered to be that old either, but the real point here is that they are called The Youngs because that is who they are: Eryn and Tim Young. Formed in 1999 after becoming romantically involved, I expected the album to be a somewhat cutesy love-fest filled with back and forth male-female vocals expressing undying love.

"The Last Migration" opens The Youngs — that's the album, not the people or the band — with quite a bit of promise. Initially accompanied by a simple, appealing bass line, Eryn Young's voice is given center stage somewhat plainly but with an obvious genuineness that gives it a certain indescribable appeal. This appeal, however, is not quite enough to carry me through the songs entire course as it, like nearly all the songs on The Youngs, runs a bit too long. In fact of the eleven tracks on the album, only three fall under the five-minute mark and two of those clock in at four minutes and fifty-nine seconds.

While The Youngs do express their love on the album — especially on "Pre-Emptive Love", which I feel is really just too obvious lyrically — it never quite reaches the level of cutesiness that I had hoped for. There are moments of back and forth vocals between Eryn and Tim, but the recordings don't capture the measure of expression that I imagine the two want to get across. Instead of hearing two people in love singing to one another, I'm hearing two voices that are recording an album. There are definitely glimpses of the understanding and comfortableness two people in love feel, but I think overall the recording fails to capture it at a level that would keep my long-term interest.