Legubitron

Near the beginning of “Tripped Up,” a shambling anthem to consciousness expansion via the 420 (or blotter) method, singer Eric Ruud warbles, “Luckily, I was also in the company with two postmodern hippies …” It’s an unexpected laugh line, and Ruud has one of those choirboy-soft voices similar to Mercury Rev singer Jonathan Donahue, which makes it doubly funny—especially after the Theremin solo kicks on. Over most of this eight-song disc, the Davis-based slacker-prog quartet Legubitron combines Rev-style post-Floydisms with bong-fired loopy guitar jamming, Fripp-like math-rock epiphanies and the kind of off-tempo racket-making that you might expect from a mariachi band after one too many peyote buttons and/or Sun Ra records. The rest of this kinda grows on you—the dissonant cello intro to “Pestilent Muse,” the quiet grandeur of “One or the Other Is Wrong.” Slouching toward subgenius, methinx.