Layered, totally modern, with more than a whiff of Springsteen and Neil Young, the latest from Adam Granduciel is a claustrophobic and personal album, its overlays of sound presenting a private world. There is a skittering-to-the-edges sense of ungraspablity to this record, never quite revealing the characters. It that there is something uniquely American about this music. It’s the melancholy of the night; music to listen to on headphones while walking the neighborhood on the last humid nights of August. It’s the perfect soundtrack for the weird time we are living in. A Deeper Understanding.