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| Album Rating: C+ |
There exist two extreme brands of musicianship: those that push boundaries left and right, and those that craft a sound formula and perfect it. It’s safe to say that Minus the Bear fall into the latter category, constructing album after album of sophisticated lovesongs. Let’s avoid the pitfall of branding Infinity Overhead as an derivative rebranding, though, because to decide this would be to misunderstand Minus the Bear’s intentions. There’s no catharsis here, no redefining boundaries, and with this knowledge comes an engaging work at best. At worst, though, we have an album that fails to leave a mark, one so lost in its intent that its existence is pretty unnecessary as a whole. Sure, Infinity Overhead stimulates more than its lethargic predecessor, but without a doubt there’s still a vacancy here that permeates in the album’s clumsy second half, a nagging reminder that Minus the Bear are damn near out of tricks.