Another Wolf Parade album, another knockout. The band aren’t just back to recycle sounds of the past, but taking what they know and giving their songwriting and sound further evolution and grit that is on full display on Cry Cry Cry. It seems like so many people just want to pretend that Apologies To The Queen Mary is the only record these guys released. I love that album as much as the next guy (or gal), but the band gave us another rich and rewarding gift, one that patiently reveals itself further and further with each listen.
The album carries a sense of uprising that is not unrelated to Wolf Parade’s renewed determination to drive the band forward in uncertain times. Welcome to Cry Cry Cry.
The Fat Angel Sings 