It's sad, but typical; that MTV and popular radio have eschewed every one of this brilliant band's collective recordings. That's okay, they can have all the "Pretty Fly for A White Guy" and "Beep Beep who got da keys to da Jeep?" miserably uninteresting subhuman trash they want. As for the enlightened few who've had the pleasure of hearing this bands soaring music; please excuse us while we kiss the sky. I don't really understand the purpose of juxtapositioning Belle and Sabastion with the Smiths, insofar that there's no Johnny Marr clone to found here. And they really don't share Morrissey's self-loathing ruminations, lyrically. Their more akin, musically, to another British import that that failed at making a consequential impact on American shores. Faves: "Dirty dream number two" and the title track. Brilliant, did I mention brilliant?