It's a record that drives through suburban hells and dead-end towns leaving nothing but flames in its wake - that's not to say it's indulgent, it just isn't a record compromised for entertainment purposes.
The Veils have put together an effort that is both beautiful yet inconsistent, which has some extremely good songs with a few less stellar efforts thrown in the mix.
The Veils seem to have lost confidence in, or the ability to recreate, their earlier work without having a clear idea of where to go next.
The guitar riff from Train W No Name is lifted directly from Back in the Day by Erykah Badu which sampled Face to Face by Flight, I wonder if anyone sued anyone...
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