The Osmonds' second album is one of those records that, even at the height of their subsequent fame, barely got a mention from either fans or followers. Little more than the highlights of a stage act honed through appearances at sundry cabaret clubs and on TV, it is good-natured pop with a saccharine bent, and so utterly directionless that even the
Jackson 5-isms that would soon be sweeping into their set (and had already distinguished their maiden hit, "One Bad Apple")have yet to be tapped. Instead, competent easy listening drifts gently through ditties like "Shuckin' and Jivin'," "Sho' Would be Nice," and "The Honeybee Song," and even a take on "The Promised Land" cannot raise the temperature more than a degree or two. ~ Dave Thompson