Dusted Magazine
While “fun” isn’t exactly the Titus Andronicus modus, the album is a satisfying if roughly-hewn romp, shifting their music from urban post-punk sprawl to the kind of thumping usually heard behind chicken-wire at a backroads dive bar.
Read MoreCeiling-raising choruses and buzzing instrumentation barrel through eleven songs in just over 30 minutes — a testament to the band’s lasting synchrony, and the album’s urgency.
Read MoreDelightfully, the trio is never far from indulging in tight mid-tempo boogies and effortless Muscle Shoals grooves, sprinkling in the odd organ solo to round out their sound.
Read MoreThere’s a familiar palette: guitar, drums, bass, twinkling piano and the odd organ slide, but Craft’s singular, theatrical focus keeps the mechanism urgent and inventive.
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