Its title aside, this well-crafted but largely soporific sophomore effort could have benefited from some extra gunpowder. Loeb’s earnest confessionals are melodically attractive, but the album’s chilly, relentlessly polite musical approach is at odds with the artist’s soul-baring lyrical stance. She doesn’t get around to rocking out until the penultimate “Split Second,” which achieves an edgy playfulness that the rest of the disc sorely lacks.