Titus Andronicus - a real mess. Would actually have been interested to hear a well-realised ‘acoustic’ album from him but he just sounds exhausted and burned out here. That’s fair enough, everyone’s allowed a miss or two, but here’s hoping he can re-stoke the fire.
Preoccupations - apparently their first written over the internet, pieced together from them sending bits and bobs to each other. I didn’t hate it but it has nothing like the cohesion, power and menace of their other albums, which feel like their own secret weird noir worlds. This is just some indie pop by comparison.
Oh, and Interpol. Wasn’t expecting the world but I thought El Pintor was a decent album. This doesn’t touch it for me.