"When this works best, their tracks walk a razor's edge between the grossly overblown and the soberly endearing. Whether it's in the heartfelt lyrics of album closer 'Battlefield' when Delaughter sings, "It feels like pain on the battlefield, as you walk on by" and the sweet pop shimmer of 'You're Golden', with its soft harpsichord and restrained horns. Or, on the far grander 'Carefully Try' and 'Blurry The Lines', both of which fizz with a bittersweet effervescence which saves them from vapidity, even as they veer between florid pomp and theatrical swagger. Unfortunately, these examples of the band's ability to marry reflective personal experience to their trademark blend of smoke and glitter, are the exception not the rule on Yes, It's True".