One Of Those Album Reviews That Tells You Absolutely Nothing

            With their third release, The Kinky Xylophones finally wander into soundscapes inspired by their own eccentricity. Their debut and follow-up albums skirted the edges of aural Buddhism, but on “Sprinkle The Tray Tables” lines are erased and an austere pointillism fills the void. Capturing the new wave Chicago grunge sound and holding it prisoner, they toy with faders and distortion to erect implausible yet functional collages. Reminiscent of a disgruntled Ringo Starr meets Yoko Ono in a dark parking lot, the tracks blur from creeping rage to modest egotism. Listen to this in an igloo and life will become complete.