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Stevie Blacke
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Violin, Cello, Viola |
Ken Caillat
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Producer, Executive Producer, Mixing |
Luis Conte
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Percussion |
Victor Indrizzo
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Drums |
Mark Levang
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Fender Rhodes, Piano (Grand) |
Dave Marotta
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Bass |
Doug Sax
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Mastering |
Sandy Brummels
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Art Direction |
Andrew Southam
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Photography |
Brian Carr
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Piano, Strings, String Arrangements |
Tim Fagan
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Guitar |
Christopher Kornmann
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Art Direction, Package Design |
Michael Ace Baker
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Drums |
Jason Reeves
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Guitar (Acoustic), Piano, Guitar (Electric), Ukulele, Producer, Harmony Vocals, Photography |
Mikal Blue
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Synthesizer, Guitar (Acoustic), Bass, Guitar (Bass), Guitar (Electric), Organ (Hammond), Producer, Fender Rhodes, String Arrangements, Mixing |
Colbie Caillat
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Guitar (Acoustic), Producer, Photography |
Dylan Charbeneau
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Organ (Hammond), Fender Rhodes |
Coco
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Liner Notes |
Cecil "Censi" Francis
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Drums (Steel) |
Yukihide Takiyama
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Bass |
Meredith Ward
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Photography |
Annaliese Wolverton
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Sweetness rules on Colbie Caillat's debut, Coco, which is perhaps only appropriate for an album bearing that name, but the record doesn't play like a toasty mug of chocolate on a winter's day, it's a sugary lemonade on a breezy summer afternoon. It's light and comforting, a familiar blend of sunny pop and singer/songwriter tropes that flirt with cliché but never sound hackneyed -- a lighter, brighter spin on Norah Jones that sounds like an ideal soundtrack to a few hours in a cozy coffeehouse or a montage on Grey's Anatomy, whatever comes first. If that gives the impression that Caillat is a little calculated -- and if her music-biz heritage (her dad co-produced Fleetwood Mac's Rumours and Tusk) gives the sense that she may have had a silver spoon, and if her celebrated MySpace popularity is also initially suspect -- then as an album Coco shows no crassness or coldness: it flows easily and, yes, sweetly, filled with gently ingratiating melodies and delivered with warmth and a casual charisma that proves to be quite endearing by the end of the record. Caillat doesn't attempt anything approaching a major statement -- the album is filled with songs about love and life -- but that's her appeal: she sings about simple, everyday things in an unassuming manner, letting her melodies and girl-next-door charm carry the day, and they do so winningly on this nicely mellow debut. ~ Stephen Thomas Erlewine, All Music Guide |
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