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I'm generally not the kind of person who rhapsodizes over this type of music, but I think I can recognize quality outside my preferred genres, and for what this is I'd say it's a good quality release. It's the second full-length from Picastro, an outfit out of Toronto that peddles in SAT vocab "L" words: languid, lethargic, lugubrious...it's a slow, heavy-but-quiet, folk-infused sound. You've got your piano and your cello drones in there, and vocalist and bandleader Liz Hysen sings like Chan Marshall on quaaludes. There are some pretty parts, and some dissonant parts, and some parts that are dissonant and pretty. After a while it starts to get like Charlie Brown's teacher for me--kind of just "whah whah whah" in the background--but I know that's just me. If this is the sort of stuff that wets your whistle, well, post-rock on with your bad self. (mike.07.05)
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