The 4 Best Albums of October 2016

Fall comes with its own special brand of feelings; it’s like the cooler air rustles up waves of nostalgia along with its tri-color, still-crunchy leaves. Luckily, half of the best albums we reviewed in October are of the emo variety, so the memories at least have a killer soundtrack. Read on for the best four albums Paste wrote about last month and be sure to tell us your favorites in the comments below.
4. Communist Daughter, The Cracks That Built the Wall
Rating: 7.9
If Johnny Solomon wrote Communist Daughter’s first album as a farewell before what he thought would be a final disappearance into the haze of drugs and alcohol that had enveloped him, he’s warily reengaging with the world on the band’s second full-length, The Cracks That Built the Wall . Although there’s a wide melancholy streak running through these 11 new songs, there’s an air of redemption, too, mixed with the quiet resolve of someone determined not to lose himself again. Solomon has said the title of the album refers to strengthening a structure by repairing its flaws. With songs so well-constructed and thoughtful, it’s clear that patching the fissures in his own psyche has made Solomon stronger, and it shows on The Cracks That Built the Wall. —Eric R. Danton
Read his full review here.
3. American Football, American Football
Rating: 8.6
Sometimes it can feel like cult bands reunite due to the power of fan-born hope. That could easily be the case for Illinois one-album-wonder American Football, who put out one self-titled EP and follow-up LP in 1999 and then went their separate ways. Now, 17 years later, we have a follow-up to the band’s debut, American Football, which is also called… American Football (although we’ll call it LP2 for ease). LP2 fades in with twinkling guitar as though American Football are just picking up where they left off, with Kinsella pondering the effect of passing time: “Where are we now? / We’re both home alone in the same house / Would you even know me if I wasn’t old me? / If I wasn’t afraid to say what I mean?” Conversely, Kinsella looks back again on the aching, unevenly arranged “I’ve Been Lost for So Long,” where he points out how “every street’s a dead end” and expresses disbelief that “life is happening to me.” When enough time has gone by, meaning that you’re now staring down middle age, there’s a great deal more on which to reflect. —Rachel Brodsky
Read her full review here.