While some acts climb up their own bums to make vapid dog eggs that only they call songs, this record is the "what you could have won" of third album offerings.
As a solo artist with unicorn lungs and production steeped in grandeur, Kwabs lives in a crowded house.
How do you critique a Sleaford Mods record? A record that in its essence doesnâ€™t need to be analysed, nor gives f*ck what you think?
The internet has paved the way for bedroom snobs and half-wit critics who may not believe the hype of many bands, but to see Future Islands is to believe.