Wheeler's all too willing to show the other side of summer, however, partly through his newfound obsession with sampling (there are Dr. Dre-like piano touches to be found here), but mostly in the inexplicable sadness that pervades most of the disc. "Candy" quite obviously lifts the opening hook from Scott Walker's version of Burt Bacharach's "Make It Easy On Yourself," creating a gorgeous, brand-new song. Most everything on Free All Angels, even the seemingly upbeat material, has that same Walker/Bacharach downcast spirit. And while "Pacific Palisades" may name-check the Wilson brothers, it also mentions Sharon Tate. What you're left with, then, is a Summer Album, yes, yet it's one full of melancholy; maybe it would be better considered a Summer School Album instead. It's an often-beautiful record, but perhaps also an acknowledgement that every culture gets exactly the summer it deserves.