There's an addictive, intricate cacophony to this record. A little bit "Revolver", a little bit Lucius, Homme has a clear reverence for the melodies they weave and tear. Listen through this one.
This record reminds me of my favorite parts of Mirah or Cat Power songs-- this is distilled, catchy, and downright menacing writing. The arrangement on "Fuck the Clock" is a glowing moment on this.