lassc

it's a pretty "boring" record stylistically but the songwriting on here is *incredibly* solid. like, the run from We Are to Send It Up is an amazing set of songs that demonstrate a great consistency, level of depth, and ear for sticky hooks that make it a quintessential pop rock record in my eyes.

the only album to make me cry from its depictions and messaging. the emotional impact on this album is absurd. its long but its seriously worth it. it's uplifting without patronizing, it's hopeful without naïveté, and it's ambitious without lecturing. truly a masterpiece in songwriting.

this album makes me feel hope in a way no other album has to this point. it dissolves my worries and fears, and washes them away with its hypnotic ebb and flow. the musical equivalent of a cool, quiet, and cloudy day—somber yet strangely comfortable.

I'm too much of a theatre kid to hate this album, but I'm also too aromantic to love this album either. Better stuff is in later releases, tbh—Currents Convulsive and She Sings in the Morning goes hard though