File this under psychedelia. If you're a fan of the dirtier, more ominous textures an electric guitar can create, an entire ocean of them, the Dither guitar quartet's new album is for you. This is one of those albums that sounds like it was an awful lot of fun to make, in places more so than it is to listen to. Incorporating elements of noise-rock, dreampop, guitar jazz, classical and the avant-garde, Dither's dense, hypnotic, overtone-laden instrumentals are imaginative, clever, sometimes subtly funny, other times flat-out assaultive. The influence of Elliott Sharp (who wrote the album liner notes) is everywhere, as is that of Steve Reich. But this isn't mere layers of drones: with five different composers (including Dither's own Joshua Lopes) represented, there's a wide diversity among the tracks here. From the first few seconds, it's clear that trying to figure out which of the group's members – Lopes, Taylor Levine, David Linaburg and James Moore - is playing what is a lost cause, but there's a consistent dedication to thinking out of the box and just simply having fun.

The opening track, Lainie Fefferman's Tongue of Torns, is a pretty standard Steve Reich-ish "let's all play the same A chord for an hour and a half" except that this one has a surprise, a shock to the system about three quarters of the way through. And they do it again, and again. Pantagruel, written by Lopes, is the most overtly jazz-oriented work here, serpentine ascending progresssions intertwined through off-key, tone-warping patches that eventually crash, burn and then fade out a la "A Day in the Life". Lisa R. Coons' suite Cross-Sections is a showcase for the group's exuberant command of every guitar texture ever invented, weaving hypnotically through skronk, atmospherics, muted plucking, a long siren passage, raptly still atmospherics and good old-fashioned noise. The showstopper here (they played this at Bang on a Can last year) is Eric KM Clark's ExPAT, written for "as many guitarists as possible." It's a hearing-deprivation piece, each guitarist sonically isolated from the rest of the group, wearing headphones blasting white noise so as to throw their timing off. Yet the group is not so easily distracted! Ominous and intense, it's a pulsing, echoing choir of hell's bells, very evocative of Louis Andriessen at his most insistently abrasive. And yet, its shifts are extremely subtle, drifting apart but then coming together before another slight divergence.

Dither plays the cd release show on June 12 at the Invisible Dog Art Center, 51 Bergen St. in Cobble Hill, Brooklyn on a ridiculously inviting bill, a mini-Bang on a Can marathon of sorts with Redhooker, Kathleen Supové and Nick Didkovsky, Elliott Sharp, Matthew Welch, the Deprivation Orchestra of NY, Loud Objects, Mantra Percussion and Florent Ghys, which for a $6 cover turns out to be less than a dollar a band.

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