If ever a band was well-named, it's Lemon Jelly. Their impeccably chilled-out dance music is homely, colourful, sweet - but ultimately there's really not much substance to it. And although Fred Deakin and Nick Franglen insist that their third album is a giant leap forward, it still seem destined to end up as the soundtrack to a thousand middle-class dinner parties. '64-'95 sounds like a greatest hits collection, but it's actually a lot less exciting than that - it turns out that each track is named after the year of the sample on which it's based (there's also a DVD of suitably mellow videos). There's plenty of ambient textures and slow-motion grooves here, and it all adds up to a pleasant, undemanding listen. But five minutes after it's finished, you'll struggle to remember anything about it.
