In the interests of journalistic integrity, I feel that I must preface this review with the following disclaimer: Mike Feurstack, the man behind the musical entity known as Snailhouse, is a friend of mine. Lest you think that this relationship forces me to say nice things about people I know regardless of their artistic quality, let me say the following: I don't make friends with talentless dumb-ass chumps. And judging from the new Snailhouse album, Mike is no dumb-ass. In fact, Mike has done us Ottawa folks proud with a great, sometimes brilliant collection of songs. More people, including you, deserve to hear about him.

In a world where the term "sensitive singer/ songwriter" is synonymous with "self- absorbed wanker," it's refreshing to see someone who can carry if off with such panache. The Radio Dances is a wonderful example of intelligent, innovative pop songcraft-- the kind that's well- suited for mornings, late nights or drives along a country road.

The highlights offered here are among the best songs of the year. "Accidental Seabirds" begins with a subdued shuffling and understated organ before swelling into an expansive, off- kilter epic replete with strings and crashing drums. "Have a Good Time," is a subdued, seemingly sparse piece that, with repeated listens, reveals subtle organ tones carefully hidden. "All That Will Change" is a Summery pop song driven by Mike's unique abilities on the guitar. But it's the last two songs, "Making Light" and "Frost in the Headphones," where Mike starts breaking hearts. The former features nothing but Mike's voice and guitar, but has a gripping, sad quality that characterizes truly great music. When his earthy tone delivers the line, "I'm not someone to call the operator once in a while just to say goodnight," it'll make you all soft inside.

Chances are this record won't be waiting at your local Virgin Megastore. So if you're interested, write Rhythm of Sickness Records at 396 Richmond Street, London, Ontario, Canada, N6A 3C7 to get a copy.

-Samir Khan