That's Plenty

I guess I gave it all away in the title. It's sort of like Hail to the Theif, but less soul crushing. (Or maybe Hail to the Theif just seems soul crushing to me because I was reading Altas Shrugged when I got it, and now I will forever associate the book with the album (but doesn't the cover art for Altas Shrugged go perfectly with Hail to the Theif?)). The Eraser is dreary yet makes me feel a bit anxious. It's not rock and roll at all, which I was hoping against hope that this album would be, but I suppose the days of Pablo Honey are over and I'm just going to have to accept it. Regardless, I like it. Everyone wants to feel like they're entering an album-long bout of dispair once in awhile. And you can only read Ahn Rand so many times. Right guys?