Waiting for this one to click, but at least I have faith that it will. They sound as polished and accomplished as ever, but I feel like they still get caught in a Belle & Sebastian By Numbers morass, which makes this feel kind of like the Fold Your Arms. . . third act to Dear Catastrophe Waitress and The Life Pursuit, or the Curtains to the first two Tindersticks albums, where they took a good sound as far as they could take it but left the great songwriting in the rear-view mirror, leaving an appealing husk with no core.
Predictably, Pitchfork gave it an 8.2, though that might pass for a disappointment on their new scale of 8 to 9.
Predictably, Pitchfork gave it an 8.2, though that might pass for a disappointment on their new scale of 8 to 9.
