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Maybe I'm Dreaming by Owl City

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Maybe I'm Dreaming

Owl City

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Album

Maybe I'm Dreaming

Owl City

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Label: Owl City Catalog/Federal Distribution
If emo became eclectically electric with the Postal Service, it continues apace on Owl City's debut album. Full to bursting with shimmering synthesizers, skittering drums and Adam Young's subtly Auto-Tuned croon -- a dead ringer for that of Ben Gibbard -- this confident, hook-laden album is a tribute to teenage highs and lows, stars in eyes and journals spilling over. Unlike so many bedroom musicians mining the same vein, Owl City have the musical chops to back up their ambitions, resulting in a record that gets under your skin and stays there. Maybe you're dreaming; more likely, you're simply spellbound.

About This Album

If emo became eclectically electric with the Postal Service, it continues apace on Owl City's debut album. Full to bursting with shimmering synthesizers, skittering drums and Adam Young's subtly Auto-Tuned croon -- a dead ringer for that of Ben Gibbard -- this confident, hook-laden album is a tribute to teenage highs and lows, stars in eyes and journals spilling over. Unlike so many bedroom musicians mining the same vein, Owl City have the musical chops to back up their ambitions, resulting in a record that gets under your skin and stays there. Maybe you're dreaming; more likely, you're simply spellbound.

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About This Album

If emo became eclectically electric with the Postal Service, it continues apace on Owl City's debut album. Full to bursting with shimmering synthesizers, skittering drums and Adam Young's subtly Auto-Tuned croon -- a dead ringer for that of Ben Gibbard -- this confident, hook-laden album is a tribute to teenage highs and lows, stars in eyes and journals spilling over. Unlike so many bedroom musicians mining the same vein, Owl City have the musical chops to back up their ambitions, resulting in a record that gets under your skin and stays there. Maybe you're dreaming; more likely, you're simply spellbound.