If you’re unfamiliar, the Faint makes the sort of gloomy, anti-corporate-America, synth-heavy post-punk revival that you’d expect from labelmates of Conor Oberst (who was a founding member, though he was no longer in the band at the time of this record). Sometimes, it’s exactly what I want.

the faOther times, not so much. Mostly, this record makes me miss my roommate from Chicago, as this was absolutely in his all time top ten. The filtered basslines and synth blips remind me of the sounds I would hear coming out of the music room when he occupied it. Sometimes, I even confuse the thrashing fellow on the cover for him. On the off chance that he’s reading, hi Kriss. Text me sometime.