Retro-soul makes a nonsense of its adjectival qualifier, though that is the ultimate ruse of its purpose. If you were told this was from the 60s/70s, you’d have to be a supreme nerd-geek to know it wasn’t.
Its sweetest recreation that isn’t really [no, the sweet is] are the exquisite harmonies - just hear ninth track Listen to Your Heart - though there are also some great individual breaks from the generic tradition like the fuzzed guitar close to first track Morning in America.
Every track is a classic – that’s in the making rather than time-given.
You’ll know what I mean.