As much as I love King Gizzard at their highs, their rocking opuses, their 7-man live raveups - they're actually a pretty uneven band, prone to wandering, chiming psych-lite jams. The microtonal instrument gimmick aside, this falls into that category, more Paper Mache Dream Balloon/Oddments than Nonagon Infinity/12 Bar Bruise. It's still a trip, dizzyingly so at times, and better than most such nonsense - but it's unevenly paced, made up of increasingly familiar parts, and never quite clawing into the better half of the band's rapidly-growing dicography.
Word is the band's got a whole salvo of releases planned for this year. Here's hoping they've got some new tricks up their sleeve - they're starting to sound like they're going in circles 3.5/5
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