Neither the album’s eclecticism nor its polish can make up for its lack of memorable songs.
The Capitol Years is as promising a look forward for the Dandy Warhols as it is a testament to the pretty fantastic work they’ve already done.
Mellow’s name was a lie: Perfect Colors, their second (and seemingly final) album proper, is breathlessly sarcastic.
The sheer quality of the Dandy Warhols’s songcraft on Earth goes a long way toward earning them a measure of goodwill.
The album illustrates that coming up with an airtight, fascinating thesis can present an unclearable hurdle of its own.