• Record Label: Sub Pop
  • Release Date: Aug 20, 2002
User Score
8.0

Generally favorable reviews- based on 6 Ratings

User score distribution:
  1. Positive: 5 out of 6
  2. Mixed: 0 out of 6
  3. Negative: 1 out of 6

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  1. Thom
    Jun 22, 2005
    10
    A true masterpiece. The sound of rock n roll mixed with jazz and punk forms the basis of the album, a true "Sonic Infusion" of sound reaching from the highest of pop song to the lowest of dirge.
  2. paulg
    Nov 17, 2002
    3
    they haven't released a good album since piece of cake. reverting back to sub po records, i had hope.think again. this album is boring. these guys are all washed up. if you're looking for some real rock, pick up gluecifers' new album 'basement apes'. that's what it's all about.
  3. fuzzrite
    Aug 24, 2002
    10
    "When you lash out against society / And find yourself in penitentiary / And your cellmate says, 'You belong to me' / You gotta take it like a man"
  4. [Anonymous]
    Aug 24, 2002
    8
    The Pitchfork review, like usual, is totally off. Skip track one (we agree on that) and crank the volume: this record is the shit. It's a throwback to Mudhoney's glory days, but the MC5/Stooges/Sonics vibe has never been stronger. Hell Wayne Kramer even plays bass on one song. And Arm's lyrics are great. A true return to form for a once-great band.
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70

Generally favorable reviews - based on 12 Critic Reviews

Critic score distribution:
  1. Positive: 6 out of 12
  2. Negative: 0 out of 12
  1. The band sounds as dense and murky as ever, although it has added a few free-jazz strokes on some tracks.
  2. Since We’ve Become Translucent’s greatest flaw -- its dumbed-downedness -- becomes apparent and sad as the album’s first half goes on.
  3. Since We've Become Translucent does an almost unimaginably good job of adding heft, weight and, god I hate to say it, maturity to the garage idiom.