Overall, it feels so fresh in an era of roommates and rehashes. The band’s ability to merge distant genre conventions is impressive and, dare I say, inspired. The undercurrent of folk influence heard throughout the album gives it a surprisingly warm, unfamiliar feel, considering how cold and dry the guitars are, and that’s without mentioning the subject matter. I Can’t Smell the Rose Underground is ideally situated for these autumn nights, as the days grow duller and the leaves turn browner. The dreary turns of an Angel Investor may not make you smile, but will definitely leave you feeling heard.