You know what I accused Train of? That they went for some rosy, politically correct bullshit. A sugar-sweet regurgitation of whatever American feel-good spin doctors advertise.
Gone are the days of carefree bouncing about the stage, and having a rebellious and jolly good time. If it is because of advancing age or because of the thought police would be the subject of a completely different post.
Now, I detect something of the exact same ilk with The Rasmus.
Even if similarity does not mean that they committed the same capital sin. The band’s affinity towards disco style sounds exists … [...] Click to raid more!
Portents, portents. They usually are legion when things start to go South seriously and are very visible to those willing to see. It is no different with Train, the formerly snarkily cheeky Californians, now seriously on their quest for cool, giddy happiness in all its sugary forms. 
Harry Potter is back in his transcendent form of Serious Black – the band. And this only a short year after their remarkable, but still somewhat conflicted first record