I have often said, and will continue to say that between his work with Zumpano, The New Pornos and his solo record, Carl Newman is one of the great pop songwriters of our time. But Jesus, does this song ever blow.
Challengers isn't quite the snooze-fest that my original reaction to it suggested, but this song is the album at its worst. Newman's love of multi-vocal harmonies seem ripped from show tunes, and the dynamics that made the ballads work on Twin Cinema are almost entirely absent. Carl, I'm not saying you have to keep writing "Letter from an Occupant" or "The Party Rages On" over and over...but no one needs a power ballad with no power.
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