When did this dark, grungy Ginsberg lover melt into a rock balladeer fit for the VH1 of 1998? Bush-era Gavin wouldn’t have been caught dead leading a U2-style chorus or joining vocal forces with Katy Perry. And he certainly wouldn't have mimicked Sting’s “worldly” sound on a song like “Future World.”
I can forgive a man who’s grown out of abstract poetry and Steve Albini admiration, but I can’t forgive a man who, beneath an overproduced wall of guitar, sees sense in “hamburgers so that we stay alive/but happy meals mean something died.” My 13-year crush has ended.
Wanderlust is currently available.