Well and truly peak think-piece. I cannot believe what I’ve just read. Harry Styles: rock’s great savior. Apparently the writer and I didn’t listen to the same album, because this thing listens like a John Mayer b-side. It stretches for mediocrity once or twice, but it couldn’t possibly be more bland, more boring. The opposite of rock, in other words. If this thing is rock then rock no longer exists. Good god.