Jason Reeves, The Lovesick.
A little too in love with its own production, this is still a more whimsical and laid-back exercise than you might expect from a guy who wrote several hit singles for Colbie Caillat (who guests on the slow-building “No Lies”). “Simple Song” isn’t simple at all—it’s gushing with frills—but “Alone” sounds appropriately calm and distant. The album ends with the string-laden “Truth,” one of those theatrical pop numbers that crescendos with confessions and cellos. Easy to understand how this album came to be made this way, but would love to hear how Jason Reeves sounds with an acoustic guitar in a living room.