The Cribs | For All My Sisters [ALBUM REVIEW]

Despite having a title reminiscent of an early nineties soap opera, The Cribs’ sixth studio album is unfortunately missing any of the melodrama one might expect and hope for. Released in Canada on Arts & Crafts (who, with Bloc Party on their roster seem intent on squeezing as much as they can out of 2005’s hottest acts that excite the music supervisors from How I Met Your Mother) the newest Cribs release’s talking point is apparently the production faders helmed by former Cars frontman Rik Ocasek. Mr. Paulina Porizkova has a track record of producing once-exciting power pop acts’ albums, which are seen by history as the moment in which they either ran out of song writing magic, or made a suicidal attempt at gaining adds at commercial radio (see: The Pink Spiders’ Teenage Graffiti and Guided By Voices’ Do The Collapse). Ironically, For All My Sisters has much in common with the production on Pinkerton, the beloved album between Weezer’s Ocasek-produced Blue and Green, although that’s where the similarities unfortunately end. If you’re trying to figure out where The Cribs belong in 2015, it’s only on a nostalgic Spotify playlist between Love Is All and Gnarls Barkley.