This aptly titled thirteenth studio album is a droning, neo-psychedelic, monotonous and anti-melodic version of how The Velvet Undergound would sound if fused with My Bloody Valentine. Unfortunately, the album’s beautiful instrumental piano track, emblematic of the raw and spur-of-the-moment musical genius intrinsic to Anton Newcombe and his ever-revolving cast of bandmates, bears an offensive title. The song ends rather abruptly too, as if Newcombe simply tired of playing. His vocals drown amid an echoed congealment of strings and guitars on “Golden – Frost,” while “Ljosmyndir” is haunting in an ambient Aphex Twin manner, featuring Icelandic singer Bergþóra Árnadóttir (much of the album was actually recorded in Iceland). The severe and saturated “Automatic Faggot For The People” (a stab at R.E.M perhaps) might serve as a backdrop for a hallucinogenic euphoria (or rather dysphoria), as it swerves and clatters and collides with itself.

-Alternative Amy