Almost unanimously, reviews of White Rose Movement's "Love Is a Number" appended the exact same disclaimer to their kudos-- this is as good as the band gets. Buzz surrounding the band stalled despite the single's acclaim, yet the anonymity only fueled its 1980s time capsule mystique. Vis-a-vis "Love Is a Number", deflates the band's nostalgic value, much in the same way an hour-long documentary on Stuart Goddard's battles with mental illness would detract from Adam Ant's music. Flagrantly molding a hit single from parts of heavily-trampled touchstones seems fine, thanks mostly to its outright catchiness. Dragging the listener through an album's worth of emotional trials and tribulations, on the other hand, feels all been-there-done-that, unable to sustain the band's endearing over-the-topness.