As the band called Incubus distances themselves from the days of Fungus Amongus and S.C.I.E.N.C.E., I pause for a moment to reflect on whether I wish they'd go back. Admittedly, when I throw a new Incubus album in the player (an occurence which is becoming increasingly frequent - keep the new albums flowing!), I keep hoping to hear something blatantly catchy right off the bat, like the drums of Vitamin or the phase of Pardon Me. I am disappointed in this aspect, but in no other. This is the most "together" of any Incubus album yet, the seamless transition of the surreal opener "Quicksand" into "A Kiss to Send Us Off" inspires shivers in me everytime I hear it, and the delighfully optimistic lyrics of "Dig" and "Love Hurts" are a refreshing break from the depressing fuzz that seems to permeate many alt-rock bands of late. Even the songs that aren't so radio-friendly("Pendulous Threads", "Light Grenades") grow on you quickly and not-so-quietly, and as with past Incubus albums, may grow to be your favourite song. Trying to describe this album, nay, all Incubus albums in general, in but a paragraph is akin to describing the concept of thermodynamics to a caveman that hasn't seen fire. From beginning to end, Incubus again impresses us with their cohesive ear, heart and mind as a band, evolving instead of looking back, and never makes us wish that this album sounded more like "their old stuff." Five stars to this, and another five to the next. Cheers.