Brandon Saller was always good for a handful of solid hooks per record, but over half of this album seems to be written for sports broadcast "hype" videos (think "Centuries" by Fall Out Boy on every NHL and NFL pre-game show in 2014), egregiously moreso than the previous release, and it gets so god damn boring. And, somehow, as they get older, their lyrics seem to be written by younger and younger people? A few of these songs are sure to get some radio spins but if you're looking for a beacon of musical accomplishment here, you aren't going to find it.
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