The strain of wyrd folk adopted by Philadelphian collective Espers on their first two albums was wyrder than most, blending eerie folk melodies with strung-out time signatures and proggy song structures. The same elements are present here but less adeptly balanced; Meg Baird's aethereal vocals – one of the band's chief assets – give way too often to distorted guitar and instrumental freakouts to sustain any sort of mood. But there are some beautiful moments nonetheless; "The Pearl" evokes the beguiling sadness of Minnesotan threepiece Low, and there's a lovely drowsy swing to "Another Moon Song".