The Gaslight Anthem’s newest installment, “Handwritten,” is archaic beauty. Gaslight hones in on a classic rock vibe that pairs magnificently with frontman Brian Fallon’s raspy crooning. The band’s timing is impeccable, knowing exactly when to slow down and when to crank up the energy. The album provides a sense of comfort like an old blanket, but also delivers the gritty feeling that comes from sitting in a smoky dive bar. The oxymoronic pleasure that is “Handwritten” is rife with relatable lyrics about the excitement and uncertainty of relationships, lost love and general reminiscing. The New Jersey quartet seems to have further developed their style from past albums like “American Slang,” becoming less angst-y in favor of more heartfelt and insightful songs. “Handwritten” can feel a tad repetitive at times, but that’s okay if the music is up to par, and it is.
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