I've not yet heard this album, so for all I know I might agree with Mr. Lucas. It's just that the final paragraph commits the cardinal sin of music criticism - it casts the writer's opinion as "the truth", and strongly implies that anyone who disagrees is wrong.
"People in their twenties who live in zone two and use words and phrases such as 'millennial' and 'Can I get some of the quinoa and fennel quiche, please?' will pretend that it’s brilliant and that they get and love it. But the truth is that, for possibly the first time in Yo La Tengo’s discography, they're a bit boring."
I deeply resent the classist implications, too.
Essentially, this review can get fucked.