As if Jason Molina’s records as Songs: Ohia or as Magnolia Electric. Co required the services of a full-on band, Molina released this album under his own name. Still, there isn’t much strikingly different about Let Me Go, Let Me Go, Let Me Go and Molina's other albums. The pace is slow. The songs are downcast. The chords are minor or suspended—rarely, if ever, reaching a major chord for resolution. Despite the poetry, some of Molina's best vocal moments are the wordless ones where he attempts to reach a falsetto. “Get Out Get Out Get Out,” in particular, nails down the sense of a man living down a lonely hall in a prison of his own misery. Molina obsesses about love that can’t work and a life that desperately needs a change of scenery; it's not forthcoming with an author so stuck in his ways. The sublime moments are here, if you have the patience to find them.