I seriously dig this album. I mean, of course I do, I *love* teenybopper pop. C'mon. Remember what a cute sixteen-year-old Scott Moffatt was, with the mess of brown and blond hair? Of course you do. On Submodalities, The Moffatts have finally gone beyond having the words "Love" and "Crazy" in all their song titles, and the melodies are complex and pretty while the lyrics have a sometimes introspective, sometimes tongue-in-cheek tone. Submodalities is a nice growing-up album for the boys. Too bad they "broke up." Ah well. You can still drive to their music, and you can't exactly say that for everyone.