There is something in my pants. It is a massive hard on for this band. They got it all: Passages of sparse, increasingly claustrophobic noise interspersed with reams of bludgeoning violence, melancholic doom and tinkling cinematic beauty. And then (Youthmovies take note) just when you thought "Okay, this two guitars, bass and drums shit is okay for norms, but what else can these guys do?", they introduce stunning turns from violinists, trumpeters and woodwind...ers who actually know where their place is within the dynamic of a band and who provide something with a little more textual depth than simply replicating a half-assed guitar or vocal line.
Who has me up high, for cherry pie?