The ultimate test of an album is if it has staying power. If you want to go back and listen to it again and again, then it is a good album, despite what the critics may say about it. The weird thing about Traindodge is that the music sounds really good when you're listening to it, but when you stop listening to it, it all becomes a sludgy mess in my mind. In fact, I really have little ambition to hear it again. But when I do listen again, I remember why I liked it.

I hesitate to classify this, because the first thing that comes to mind is 'grunge'. Perhaps there's a new term for grunge that I missed out on, but that's what this is. From the sludgy, dissonant guitars to the half-screamed, half-sung vocals, this has all the hallmarks that personified early 90's. But this isn't a Nirvana cover band. They have infused the sound with modern hardcore vibes (Knuckles, On a Lake) and the occasional mathy riff (Five Forks, Curtain Call), to create an angrier sound than the wailing, depressed melancholy that was most grunge, and anger is always cooler than sadness.  

But the real treat here is different than all of that. "The Anecdote" is a subdued, meandering rock piece that builds in emotion by repeating a single sample over and over (the screamed word "run"). It's extremely eerie and very interesting.