A collection of massive-sounding, impeccably-produced songs which mask their dearth of ideas with hackneyed bluster.
#A master of saying the same thing using slightly different anecdotes, young love and classic automobiles are never far from the frontman’s mind.
This obsession with heartland Americana can’t mask the image of a bloke who’s desperately short of fresh inspiration.#
Applies to the Gaslight Anthem too.
Better written reviews I've read in a long time. All in all I think he hits the nail on the head here with style and substance.
The album cover is pretty grimace-worthy too. How did they get Werner Herzog to direct their live show DVD?
good review though