Brooklyn-via-Chicago brother-sister duo Fiery Furnaces plow through genres, mixing Faulknerian slang, bass-free blues, tumbling piano trills, deconstructed "Crocodile Rock," and giggling British psychedelia into their Mr. Rogers sing-alongs. The single constant? Eleanor Friedberger's stream-of-conscious VU-drollery about piercing ears with office supplies, gobbling a hundred-something doughnuts for lunch, and guzzling... More >>>