Album: Jack Johnson, To the Sea (Island)

Too old for the Hollister generation, Johnson now sells albums to the likes of Gavin and Stacey's Uncle Bryn, who, erm, dig the laid-back grooves and the idea they are down with the kids.

Which is not to say that Johnson's music doesn't have its moments, but the greetings-card philosophy and lack of any sign of doubt are, five albums in, starting to grate (dark moments being the bread and butter of the singer-songwriter, no?). To the Sea is not bad, then, just lightweight – choosing to stay in the shallows rather than venture out to the depths.