Why didn't every Deerhunter album sound like this? Why did they spend so much time fucking around with dissonant, go-nowhere drone-ons when we all knew they could put out honest to god crunchy rock songs at will?
This is the first un-overrated Deerhunter album ever. Plenty of fuzzy, frustrated guitar churn, with all the signature oilslick sheen and a third of the self-indulgent bullshit. There's nothing quite as propulsive as Never Stops, nothing as gorgeous as Nothing Ever Happened, but the consistency of the self-assured, understated ruffled rock power make it a solid solid 3.5/5
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