Rosenstock's solo debut is all raw feeling, too ragged and free to be emo, and all the more disarming for it, the former Bomb the Music industry frontman throwing himself into the music with a plain-faced existential howl.
The energy is small and angry and energetic, all the mood swings of a too-aware cusp into the 30's, bolstered by a couple of well-chosen, well-executed covers. It'd be a mope if it wasn't so much fun - music is the cure, all hooks and jerks running to stay ahead of the future 4/5
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