Beach gospel. Despite seemingly being one of the weirdest combination's of musical styles ever, it kind of makes sense. It does conjure up some weird images, though. Throughout Floating Down A River, there is the constant feeling that Jason Damato is sitting on a sunny Californian beach, playing intimately to one of a succession of beautiful girlfriends, completely oblivious to the fact that there are two dozen worshipers standing right behind him, dressed in purple robes and swaying to the rhythm, occasionally shouting out things like "Mmm, Lordie." Or whatever, I don't know.
There aren't, by the way, any gospel singers on Floating Down A River. It's just the style that has influenced Jason Damato - there are those warbling organs and gospel-ish rhythms and whatnot, but not any actual "Praise Jesus" kind of lyrics. It's more like Jack Johnson in that respect, but without the constant luddite moaning.
The self-confessed beach bum - Jason Damato, that is, not Jack "I Hate Planes" Johnson - does have some good style. His songs are generally well formed, although the, again, gospel-like chorus on Life You Love ("Live the life you love/Love the life you live") is repeated, oh, about seven million times. And, while it is nice, pleasant, summery music, while it is a slightly unusual combination of genres, there still isn't all that much there that's truly original. Nothing really stands out as exemplary, and nothing really shouts out at you from across the beach that you're about to be smacked in the head by a frisbee.
A frisbee of awesomeness.
JJ's still the king of the beach, and long may he reign.