Similar to Flying Lotus' Cosmogramma, I'm not sure when I would ever listen to The Way Out. But Cosmogramma is at least a compelling piece of craft. The Way Out feels like a slapdash idea-mash.
The Books do a lot of sampling work, like a poor man's Avalanches or even Lemon Jelly. "Group Autogenics" provide the two-part album bookend, some whispered wisdom over mechanical twinkle-scapes, which is unoffensive enough. But "A Cold Freezin' Night" is a child talking about murder, and it's some uncomfortable balance between edgy and non-musical. This is more typical.
The odd part is that there are some nice acoustic ballads on the tail end of The Way Out. "All You Need is a Wall" and "Free Translator" are both lovely. Check them out, and ditch the album.
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