Sambassadeur don't know whether to laugh or cry. Placing melancholy words on top of buoyant melodies isn't a new trick - and appears to have been made compulsory in Sweden, whence Sambassadeur hail - but done with pep, it can still charm. Opener The Park doesn't just go for tuneful buoyancy - it teeters on the brink of outright euphoria, even as Anna Persson breathily undercuts the joy with her vocal, while Final Say might as well be a lost Saint Etienne single. The only misstep is the needless instrumental, Calvi, that closes the album. Nevertheless, a little more grit wouldn't go amiss once in a while - the whole confection is so candyfloss light that one fears a stiff wind might blow Sambassadeur away.