There’s more nice guitar gush (e.g. the sub-Tom-Scholz anthemic stairclimb of ‘Black Star’), but the rest of the album mostly reminds me of Suede trying to rock like Sparks but coming out like U2, or (more often) that hissy little pissant in Smashing Pumpkins passive-aggressively inspiring me to clobber him with my copy of The Grand Illusion by Styx