Built on a mound of rubble, a synergy of brawn and brut, all with the sting of a large vodka and soda, the precious metal(s) that they are, and totally rawk.
Pretentious sounds derogatory, but it used to be pretentious to use a cello. This rips from beginning to end, even if they pander to duplicate their last album.
It took four albums, but Thursday have finally given their emo medals away. There are Pink Floyd pushes on their most recent album, A City By The Light Divided.
Sleepwalking through riffs and Postal Service electronics, these ten do little more than favor Delonge’s yowl, as the rest of the band stay out of the way.