The Woodcutter and I have been eagerly awaiting the new Faint album since I turned him onto them about 3 years ago. Luckily the imminent disappointment that follows a statement like that wasn't as bad as it could have been. The album is awkward, it doesn't seem like the band focused on the music near as much as Fink focused on his lyrics, which seem more focused on telling a story than previous efforts, and have a certain boyish charm that I have never noticed in electro music.
The album is good, but after four years of waiting it is said that it comes closer to mediocre than it does greatness.
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