Like many indie-pop acts, this Norwegian has an inclination toward the fey: in his case, a winsome delivery, kicky arrangements that coyly mimic '60s psychedelia, and elliptical, often precious lyrics about fractured relationships. Unlike his peers, though, Lerche knows even indie singer-songwriters need hooks (and drums), and he doesn't appear to take himself too seriously (''Stupid Memory''). The result is a breezy, unexpectedly enchanting Two Way Monologue -- Nick Drake on Prozac.


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