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The second post-At The Drive In album from Cedric Bixler-Zavala and Omar Rodriguez-Lopez is a P-Funk/prog/emo/salsa (or P-Frog’molsa!) album as epic in scope as 2003’s De-Loused In The Comatorium. Though it doesn’t sound much like De-Loused, the conceit is similar – a cryptic, convoluted sonic parable dealing with the death of a loved one. In an album of distorted Vincent Price in Thriller interludes, Zeppelinesque bits, emo bridges, strokes of cock rock, horn parts by Flea and John Frusciante and the rock opera format that scored Green Day a Grammy, there are tight four-second and beautiful 23-second acoustic elements you’ll love, “epic” 41-second movements during which you want to tell them to quit masturbating, and of course, the progressions between. In all, it’s kinda like having every album you own on one CD.
