Aided by ace producer and Miami resident Charles Dye (Aerosmith, Ricky Martin), Crease scores a hat trick right from the beginning of Human: Opener "Nothing Is Real," "Live to Be in Love," and "Wrapped Around You" are built from skyscraping hard rock hooks and a yearning, almost adolescent lust. But "Transparent" derails the train with pseudo-metal angst; the misplaced song spotlights the album's pieced-together feel, which is barely shaken up by the grunge-poppy "Whipped" as the album slips into sameness. Still, Crease's big-balled, deeply felt sing-alongs and unabashed guitar heroics are kind of quaint and cool, like driving your old high school ride a decade after you left for college.
