Ah, the pitfalls of making a great debut album. Because what do you do next? For every Led Zeppelin, U2 & R.E.M. — where the debut was just the beginning of a long career of amazing music — there’s a Moby Grape, Violent Femmes or Pete Yorn, where the debut was the peak.
At least for me, of course. Which isn’t to say I didn’t have high hopes for Pete Yorn’s second album, 2003’s Day I Forgot, which if I was mean I might say was short for One Day I Forgot How To Write Good Songs, because it was a dud, despite having essentially the same production team — plus ringers like Peter Buck — behind it.