Titus Andronicus here put down the electric guitars and leave their Punk attitude at home for their "mature" album. All of that I'm fine with, it's bound to happen to most bands at one point or another. But Patrick Stickles and company also end up leaving their energy and songwriting talents at home as well. There are a few tracks on here that come off as they were meant to, as emotional, heartfelt drunken ballads. Hell, they even come off charming, and absolutely had me singing along by the end. But the rest of this album is a chore to sit through, between repetitive songwriting and lazy hooks. I have no clue what happened here, what Titus Andronicus were aiming for, but I would take confusing narratives over this any day of the week.
Give A Listen To: "Real Talk", “Above the Bodega (Local Business)”, "Home Alone"