Fast, loud, slow, quiet, ecstatic, unhinged, demure and restrained. Thorny runs, hazy chords, free-floating grooves, infinitesimal spasms, dribs and drabs of this and that. A baby, an ugly pig's head, a dancing monster, a yellow raincoat, a high grav forty, and a thousand cakes. They're all just fairy tales. They've been called "avant-garde easy-listening," "dad-rock for the post-punk kids," and "not like the other folk." Sounds about right.