It rocks, it intrigues and it's very silly indeed
[a]Mars Volta[/a] have already made 2003 the year of ultra-pretentious prog rock that doesn’t, like, totally suck, but this internet-only release really is something else. Armies of hard riffin’ guitars, vocals that could be Matt Bellamy catching himself in his flies and weird spacey bits that sound like you’re travelling through time and landing in Freddie Mercury’s collection of crazy opera CDs. It rocks, it intrigues and it’s very silly indeed.
So a big welcome back to Muse, always ready to push it one orchestral space-solo further than the crowd.