Imaginary Bill, a NYC three-piece, is apparently much bigger in Liverpool, England. It's not hard to hear why. Like a blender of Big Star and The Beatles set on liquefy, the music has big rock riffs that never cover up sugary-sweetness of the tuneful songs. And like the recordings of Liverpool's favorite four sons, it's hard to imagine anybody disliking this disc. It may not be your thing, but you'll still be singing the songs under your breath hours later with a lopsided grin on your face. There's always room for good pop songs that never go out of style. Imaginary Bill is timeless, and as they're almost guaranteed to do well on college radio, deserves the distribution and promotion of a major label.

Brad Filicky