I kinda get the appeal - there's a generalizable detail-packed personalness to Sella's lyrics, a smart sad friend to get you through smart sad days, Mountain Goats for the terminally mundane. But a lot of its just overdone, slathered in asides and flourishes, until it feels more performative than sincere. Take this from opener Flashlight:
She's says a lot of the kids we graduated with are now homeless
which puts them in mad shady situations, with mad shady people
if not every day, then on an every-other-day basis
It starts off kinda poignant, but what does that "every-other-day basis" bit buy you? Nobody talks or thinks like that. It's forced, baroque everydayism, and the album's *packed* with lines like that. With nothing musically to save it (the broad trumpet notes get old, the propulsive tempos disappear) it's not something I'd revisit 2.5/5
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