MCII was my favorite album of last year, so I come into this with high hopes that can't be met.
Shame! If it wasn't for those nuts expectations I might have loved this: it's slathered in extra strings and intrumentation, swinging Shinsward and halcyon - it's got it all: hooks, good-to-great solos, soulstoking little lines, etc. But it doesn't seem to have that grab-you-by-the-heartguts hopeful existentialism, that *this*fucking*song* awestriking. It just doesn't have that magic - Cronin seems used up. This is a record, he's not *in* it.
You can't pour your whole self into an album every year. Here's hoping this is a breather that sets him up for his next big thing 4/5
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