Have you ever listened to an album that you want to love, but for one reason or another, you just can’t bring yourself to do it? It’s not that it’s a bad album or anything like that, but there’s just something about it that drags it down? If you have, then you’ll understand how I feel about Great Lake Swimmer’s latest album, Ongiara. It’s a fine album; it’s sweet, easy to hum along with, and Great Lake Swimmers are the type of band you feel good about supporting. But, Ongiara has one major flaw; it’s a bit bland. You don’t necessarily hear it when you first listen to the album, but on it’s third or fourth spin, the songs start to blend together. It gets too easy to lose focus on the album, and there’s nothing to pull you back into it. I’m not complaining that it’s the type of album that you have to pay attention to to understand; I’m complaining that you have to make a conscious effort not to lose interest. And frankly, I’m not sure the album is worth that much effort.