About half of this album is some of the best stuff Kirin's ever written, the other half... not so much. Young Drunk Driver, If I Could Sing, Anaemic Adonis, Eternally Hateful, In Absolutes, Crazier Idea, and It's the Truth are all fantastic, whether they're passionate ballads or weirdo synth pop. But good lord, Chop Chop is one of the most irritating things I've ever heard, Bread of Love is an intro that feels like it never starts, My Little One feels the same way, and the two instrumentals on here are just wasted space. I love everything else he's done but after the long wait I can't help but feel like this is a bit of a disappointment as a whole album. At least there's enough individual highlights to enjoy, but this is the first time he's fumbled the album experience imo.
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