It's a great album for people who already listen to too much post-rock.
Uhh, let's see...
Full GS!YBE Discography,
Full EITS Discography,
Full God is an Astronaut Discography,
Full 65daysofstatic Discography,
and between 20-25 other bands (Llange, Meniscus, The Red Sparrowes, Jakob, The Seven Mile Journey, This Will Destroy You, Some Agalloch (not all the norse metally stuff, which is also really, really good, Sweek, etc.), each of whom I have at least two albums by...
And I don't even come close to 'Too Much Post-Rock', in my opinion. I don't even know what that means. Post-Rock for me has always been that go-for-broke, pulsing crescendo at the end of the exploding supernova while Angels fight Gundams in space (and at the bottom of the ocean) accept that the Angels are also robots, but magical (and both Gundams and Angels are being piloted by dragons and Shogoths, respectively), and because of the way that makes me feel, I would happily inundate my psyche with as much of that as possible.
Post-Rock in general just gives me the inspiration to keep writing and working towards the goals I set out for myself, because I feel like the majority of PR is basically just "Set-up, build up, intro break down, bridge, second breakdown, repeat 1-9 times (depending on band), utterly ridiculous finale, next track." which sounds bland and formulaic (believe me, some of it is, hello Wood & Wires), but largely it's inspiring, because these songs are so heavy and draped in such weighty magnitude that carrying a song like always seems like an act not reserved for the weak of mind, body, and spirit, just shamans and monks of pure elemental sonic bad-assedness (That being said, If you took all 4 members of EITS and weighed them together, they'd probably come in at less than 500 lbs, just saying, I thought everything was BIGGER in Texas).
Like, I'm trying to imagine what the circumstances behind "listening to too much Post-Rock" are, and in every single one of them, I am an extremely, extremely happy person, even in the fantasy where I'm hanging upside down in a straight jacket, and the full cast of "Family Matters" is just absolutely pelting me with rotting fruit and garbage while "Those Who Tell the Truth Shall Die..." is playing Ad Infinitum at face-breaking decibels, and believe me when I say that is huge, 'cause me and Urkel have serious beef.
That being said, I don't own a single album by either Slint or Bedhead, so maybe... I dunno.
Too much Post-Rock? Dawg, you trippin'.