Sigh continue to surprise. They make avant-garde metal that’s the perfect soundtrack to films that don’t exist. This album pulls the listener through a gothic horror drama, then drops them behind the scenes at a jazz club hosting a late night carnival fancy dress party. The middle part of the album, Lucid nightmares I–VII is so off the wall for a metal band that you’ll wonder where the wall went. Did I mention there is accordion? And I think there may have been strippers. It makes me want to own a wind-up psychotic doll and donate it to a children's home. If you know Sigh, you’ll know to expect the unexpected, and they once again deliver it.
4 dreams that take a left turn at mystery corner out of 5