Drift[s] off into heavily EQ'ed cymbals and pastel-gray synth-string washes. [Jun 2005, p.108]

This album is closer to 1998's whitechocolatespaceegg: mature and complicated. [Oct 2005, p.136]

Another Day isn’t quite as good as the best Fucked Up records; that bar is just a little too high. But it’s still a Fucked Up record.

Flails along the same path as 2001's casually brutal return to formlessness, Beat Em Up. [Dec 2003, p.123]

Too often, Blige's voice doesn't get the space it needs to cut loose with emotion. [Feb 2006, p.85]

They're still pretty fly for old guys. [Jan 2004, p.97]

These pop dirges are comforting until they get preachy about sins and healing. [Jan 2005, p.91]

Without French accents or anime babes, this kind of thing just feels incomplete. [Jul 2004, p.110]

It’s like a vacation slide show in which vivid memories turn hazy.

First Impressions may not be the best Strokes album, but damn if it doesn't feel like the last. [Jan 2006, p.88]

A snappier comeback than 1998's Foundation. [Sep 2004, p.120]

This is a low-spark affair. [Nov 2004, p.112]

A little rockier, a little slower, and a little less transporting. [Jul 2003, p.110]

But if the rote button-pushing gets bleak, the beats and battle rhymes are state-of-the-art. [Jun 2004, p.103]

If this album had been released five years ago, it would've been a blast. Today, it's the same new same old. [Nov 2003, p.117]

Kings dial their usual bellow and wallow routine way down, while mustering just enough passion for the album’s occasional rock setpieces: “Hesitation Gen” and “Seen” are their most effective rippers in several albums.

It's hard to know if Madden's complaints seem so tame because the band's music is less zippy, or whether he's just taking the easiest path to the teen masses. [Nov 2004, p.109]

Their gutsy spirit, while not "soul" exactly, does allow the band to dodge flippant dismissals of poseurhood. [Jan 2005, p.90]

[Lee is a] maturing craftsman. [Mar 2005, p.92]

Finds these mysterious lads already advancing into their suave Roxy Music phase. [May 2005, p.102]

Kraut-rock drones run together into one long, thudding hum. [Mar 2006, p.95]

The frail bodyslams on the band's debut album throb and stagger as if throbbing and staggering were against the grain. [Feb 2006, p.88]

Makes like the spawn of Hole and Hatebreed. [Sep 2004, p.120]

Unfortunately, many of the underdeveloped rockers and plaintive ballads here are dance-floor-clearing duds. [Nov 2003, p.111]

The Heat pay homage to punky Midwest weirdos from Devo to Brainiac over grimy fuzz bass. [May 2003, p.116]

This time around he's tryin' too hard to be everything to everybody. [Apr 2005, p.97]

When the hooks fall off, his lone-gunman purging becomes more tiring than cathartic. [Dec 2003, p.128]

There's more muscle in their moping this time around. [Apr 2003, p.107]