The Pull of Autumn represents everything that's terrible about the music of 2018.

I can't in recent memory remember having disagreed so totally as with this album review of Boston band The Pull of Autumn. To my ears, it's a bland and hopelessly boring affair that reminds me of the worst of 80's pompous prog-rock. To DOA's ears, it's supposedly “what might be one of 2018’s most memorable albums”.

Never thought I'd be so happy recovering my stupid guitar plucking in Voice Memos after a phone reset.

In similar news, Low's new album is out to glowing reviews. I have to admit I'm more curious that I thought I would be – they somehow lost me in the mid-'00s where none of their albums following “Trust” truly resonated with me.

Some of my longer posts from a while back are here. A few concert reviews are here.

After a few years in limbo, The Decemberists released an unexpectedly good album this year. Colin Meloy breaks down standout song "Once In My Life" on Song Exploder.