Gentry, a Texan, appears to have been a bit of a child prodigy according to his bio with a stint in a touring production of Barney (the very annoying purple dinosaur!) in his CV. Now grown up he's morphed into an oh so sensitive singer/songwriter in the vein of Craig David or Jack Johnson. Nowt wrong with that if that's your bag we say, but it does mean that listening to this album is a little bit like swimming in treacle. If you prefer your music with a little bit of snap, crackle and pop then you'll probably want to look elsewhere.
This might be a little unfair as there are parts of the album that play and sound very well. The cello that warms some of the songs adds a mellow sonic pillow underneath Gentry's husky vocals and the insistent piano strokes in "Aviary" add a sense of urgency to an album that ultimately is just too laid back for its own good. A pity, as the title song "Stars" is very good with some ambient sounds twisting, turning and twittering under the melody.