This Brooklyn-based Pysche rock band has been pushing the bounds of genres since the late 90s. It may be how their art is reflected in the general state of the work but there is a heavier attack to the tension their jams are creating going into this album. They are four minutes into the opening track before the vocals come in. They are still bringing a lush wall of sound that carries a droning chaos. This is their 17th album and it's clear they know what they are doing, but need to work off a kind of formula to get there. Improvisation is part of their DNA, and the songs have that energy while still being constructed into something with form and function.
While the first and the last songs indulge in more of an expansive experimental sound the bulk of the songs stay around the three-minute mark as they are driven by more of a reckless punk energy. "Spill" carries the 90s post-hardcore rough edges. The ambiance that is a by-product of their churning guitar sound creates an organic noise-rock vibe. "Strange' flirts with their more punk tendencies, though it is heavier and layered with a broader range of sounds than punk bands employ. They do have an original sound, but not devoid of influence as Dinosaur Jr-inspired guitars drive "Here it Comes". Though the darker more introspective title draws off jazz moods.
I like the ringing sonics of "Salt" it grooves like an acid trip. The acid really begins to kick in for the last song creates an atmosphere with a droning groove and plenty of noise to throb at you. It works off this with the vocals not coming in until two minutes into the song. I can appreciate the moody vibes it gives off. I will give this album a 9 , they accomplished what they set out to which is unique despite leaning in more of a punk direction.
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