Real has a lighter hue than its terrific predecessors Indestructible Machine and Somewhere Else - a much stronger hint of a pop edge than in those earlier records, a clean, bright chime to its guitars that (again and more clearly than ever before) recalls Kathleen Edwards - but there's still plenty of kick and twangy rock and roll to it, and the album contains many pleasures, saving the best for last in its emphatic title track closer.
