Easy. Breezy. Beautiful. It's too bad that's already a makeup slogan, because it describes Papercuts perfectly. You Can Have What You Want is as good as its title's word for all those craving a new indie-rock daydream soundtrack. Like their ancestors The Clientele and American Analog Set, the proceedings remain decidedly gentle throughout the album. Led by a wheezing Farfisa, YCHWYW glides along like a river of double cream, although the Clinic-on-valium drift of "Future Primitive" manages to stand out from the crowd as a true highlight. Other than that, it's business as usual, and business is certainly beautiful. So should you buy in? Well, arguing with the Papercuts' approach is kind of like debating whether the sun is hot--it's pretty open and shut: either you like the heat or you don't. Maybe we should talk again in August, but after the winter we've had, this group's brand of simple sunshine is sitting just fine with me.