'Angel Rat' is reminiscent of a surreal painting, a bizarre, twisted realm of falling stars, purple oceans and cosmic creatures, where a deeper menace lurks but never shows its true face. This is gothic, and very alien but not possessing the coldness of the last two albums but instead offering a glimpse of some vivid yet nightmarish place where we'd love to tread but prefer the comfort of our own homes. The Voivod place is sometimes deserted but peel the layers of hallucination away and you'll find holographic freaks leering from every dim corner, lights flickering, strange craft whizzing into the zenith and a selection of songs which are accessible, and certainly catchy but which slip from your brain as soon as the record is over, prompting you to listen once again to the nocturnal whispers that will once again take you on this peculiar voyage.
'Clouds In My House' got the band on the t.v., a wistful, swirling fusion yet fragile psych rock work-out, whilst 'Panorama' jerks like a bleating robot, the band painting stormy pictures of '50s b-movies coupled with extraterrestrial retro rock.
Lyrically it's masterful, never letting go of its ability to astound yet always baffle.
8.5/10
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