There’s that tried and true quiet-loud dynamic throughout Break Me Up, with the quiet parts still not exactly quiet and the loud segments still anchored by a sense of restraint till the cacophonous close. It’s a heady, last-drinks at a dive bar ramble, the air of defeat casting a certain darkness over key moments. The payoff of the eventual, huge Crazy Horse breakdown is well worthwhile.
Scotdrakula : Break Me Up
