“If infernal indie snobs ever create the fascist regime they seem itching for, and you find yourself death-marched through repeated listenings of *Trout Mask Replica*, you'll probably start fantasizing-- right around the 17th time through "Pena"-- about the days when you were free to listen to bands like The Sinking Ships. Apres-garde though they may be, this California quartet has an assured knack”
