We’ve been somewhat mystified by Spires of the Lunar Sphere‘s debut, back in 2015, so their newborn with a most megalomanic title, Siren (Take the Fair Face of Woman and Gently Suspending with Butterflies Flowers and Jewels Attending Thus Your Fairy Be Made of Most Wondrous Things), has less of that bewildering factor. That being said, it doesn’t mean it’s bad – far from it –, just that you only make a first impression once. Still jumping between metalcore, post-hardcore, mathcore, and deathcore, the duo takes its idiosyncratic eccentricity to extremes of peculiarity and heaviness. Think Arsonists Get All the Girls on LSD or psilocybin. Brace yourself for more than three quarters of an hour of relentlessly odd riffs in compound measures, overflowing with synthesizer and distortion. It’s a shame that they still have to use programmed drums – finding a suitable drummer might not be the easiest thing indeed –, but it sits better here amongst synthetic-sounding music than on a more normal album. Still I hope and suggest they find a skinbeater for their next adventure. Other than that, there is not much to say; it’s a singular album, experimental and punishing, and well worth listening to.