After the Pixies, the guy who trademarked soft-loud songwriting changed his name from Black Francis to Frank Black and began ploughing the lonely acoustic furrow of the soft-soft. Well, hold on to your universe, because Frank Black is dead. Black Francis is back, and this time, he’s gunning for the loud-loud, having regained all that trademark fuckwail abandon of old. He’s slicing up eyeballs. He’d like you to know.