, the brain behind 's joyfully slight songcraft, found a voice for his Christian message over the course of multiple albums of homespun twee pop that often flies by in strings of whimsical one-minute songs. is the sixth full-length from , and it follows the same path of sweetly humble indie-bred chamber pop that other albums have had, recorded in full on an analog 16-track tape machine, resulting in a slightly more organic sound. recorded the album in the Berkeley, California church where he lived rent-free in return for custodial services over the course of many months, and the album crackles with meticulously placed detail. The opening suite of songs "Pneumatic Mystery Envelopes," "Sensei Says," and "What Spins, by Your Hand Was Spun" blurs into a micro-epic of endless changes in sound, with Mellotrons, tape manipulation, guitars, flutes, organs, and choruses of voices supporting 's high nasal lead vocals in a happy wash of sound. Much of washes past in this manner, with many of the 18 songs zooming by in less than a minute and none of them going past the three-minute mark. This beautifully arranged collage for dangerously short attention spans is matched with lyrics singing the praises of Jesus and devotion to the Christian religion. The muted analog production meeting with cartoonish arrangements and religious sentiments leave the album feeling like some kind of pleasant soundtrack to a Christian summer camp where and 's are the counselors. The album finds a rocking high point in "Festus, I Am Not Out of My Mind," a 46-second song with a melody that recalls both the fuzzy, unbridled joy of and the vocal arrangements of , who contributes heavily as a multi-instrumentalist throughout the album. ~ Fred Thomas