The good news about this California-based Scottish-American trio is that they’re not as pretentious or as distant as the name. The bad news is they’re close to it. Utterly without personality or purpose, the eleven slickly produced tracks (with titles like “Heartache Feeds Heartache” and “Past Your Frame”) blur into one another, with the smooth, modern sound of guitars and keyboards approximating an updated Moody Blues. Except for Dan Phillips’ cloyingly over-emotional and gimmicky vocals, these sculptures are faultless to a fault.