It is also, by modern parameters, maybe the most uncool band in the city. Soprano-sax solos, earnest pillow-talk vocals and a production style best described as "dentist-office funk" aren't exactly de rigueur. But that's the appeal. Shy Girls—the side of Vidmar's brain that's grown beyond his bedroom into a full-fledged, seven-piece live act—is a band both of its moment and completely out of time. Plenty of artists Vidmar's age are now reacquainting themselves with the mainstream pop of their youth, making music that taps into a foggy nostalgia for '90s FM radio. Except, there's nothing foggy about Shy Girls' crystal-clear interpretation of the past. Instead of reproducing the feel of twisting a staticky radio dial, its music invokes memories of walking through a mall or riding in an elevator circa 1991. And while it shares traits with the dreamy, lightheaded R&B of Frank Ocean and the Weeknd, the group engages its influences with a lot more honesty. "Blue-eyed soul" is the hipper nomenclature, but if you were to use the term "easy listeningâ to describe it, the band wouldnât take offense.