Label: Pixies Music
The first Pixies album in 23 years is actually good. You shouldn't expect anything as instantly blissful as "Debaser" or "Here Comes Your Man," though the heavenly chorused "Snakes" is close, and the poky stuff is no harder to take than Trompe le Monde. With no Kim Deal as moral center, the remaining trio gleefully pounds through spoken-word-abilly ("Indie Cindy"), space balladry ("Greens and Blues") and some of their most demented riffage since "Tame" ("Blue Eyed Hexe"). Just don't deny that they've earned the right to weird you out again.