continue to push the envelope with their third album in two years, . While their mix of low-res electronics, flamboyant , and sounds slightly more accessible than it has before, that just makes it easier for 's confrontational vocals and lyrics to sink in that much deeper. As always, juxtapose their heroic doses of misery with lovely, if rough-edged, music: the drooping synth lines and chunky beats on and sound like the music from some unspeakably sad video game, while 's acoustic guitars have a hesitant prettiness that makes lyrics like "I can stop hating my own heart/I can do it because of you" even more intimate. either whispers obsessively or shout-sings, as if he's trying to drown out his own thoughts, and does both on the brilliantly morose on which he vows, "It's a heart that you made/And I won't rest until I break it." More so than with many other bands, 's music immerses the listener in the band's world view and the songs' characters: is an extraordinary portrait of yearning and self-loathing that begins as an internal monologue of an unrequited lover and then becomes a painful dialogue between him and the object of his affection, who is much more careless and carefree. The song's dead-calm desperation borders on the creepy and pathetic, but this is the uncomfortable territory that claim as their own. Much like the musical equivalent of or , set out to disturb their audience in pursuit of higher artistic goals. More often than not (and arguably more often than ), the group succeeds. which graphically depicts a U.S. troop killing a young girl, could have been played for shock value, but the palpable anger that runs through the track is more implosive than strident. Similarly, explores a dysfunctional family with quiet contempt and dark humor rather than outright rage. It all culminates on -- its effeminately macho title is yet another one of 's dualities -- a mix of sex, violence, and sadness that features the lyrics "Cremate me after you come on my lips, honey boy/Keep my ashes in a vase beneath your workout bench" and manages to be horrific, romantic, and funny at the same time. might be the best expression of 's unrepentantly original music; even if the world that the band creates isn't necessarily one you'd want to visit all the time, it remains fascinating. ~ Heather Phares