Of Montreal ALBUM: Skeletal Lamping LABEL: Polyvinyl Record Co. Meet Georgie Fruit , a black ex-convict with a penchant for psychedelic rock and rhythmic electronica. He enjoys frequent sex-changes, midnight raids on Swedish plum trees, kissing your eyelids and corrupting your dreams. By day, Georgie hides in the mind of Kevin Barnes, the leader of the Athens, Ga.-based band Of Montreal on their latest album “Skeletal Lamping.” Like a neon-lit rollercoaster with corkscrews and a surprise photo shot, the final product is a swirling, ecstatic mish-mash of looping instrumental tracks, energetic clap-claps and lyrics wrapped with twisted romance. Each and every song on this album busts out a surprising twist or halting melody shift. The album’s opening track, âÄúAn Eluardian Instance,âÄù is a jingling tune about romantic nostalgia and adolescent adventuring. The song is a flip-book of past adventures, with the bridge humming, âÄúNow, I’m viewing my memory reel in reverse.âÄù Toward the end of the song, the music changes gears to find a darker spot in Georgie Fruit’s mind, warning, âÄúDon’t you pimp out my heart.âÄù Another perfect example of the band’s constant hankering to shift from pop to electronic and back is evident in âÄúNonpareil of Favor ,âÄù which endures six melody changes in six minutes. The song opens with an artful bit of speedy guitar picking, drops to ballad pace, revs up to rock jam-session and ends right where it started. Of Montreal dives farther into its contorted, jovial emotional flip-flops in âÄúGallery Piece .âÄù The verses holler, âÄúI want to make you scream; I want to braid your hair. I want to kiss your friends; I want to make you laugh.âÄù The intermingling endearment and torture is supplemented oddly by the bouncy rhythmic progression and blaring horns. This song further subscribes to trippy dance-pop music traditions by shouting âÄúCan you clap your hands? Clap clap. Can you sing it?âÄù âÄúSkeletal LampingâÄù never missteps in its exploration of pop rhythms, psychedelic swooning or electronic beating. From the hammering guitar in âÄúNonpareil of FavorâÄù to the screaming âÄúWaaaooâÄù in âÄúId Engager ,âÄù every swoop and dive of this lyrical rollercoaster is a delightful treat for your cochleae. Georgie Fruit may not be a superhero alter-ego in the traditional sense. He doesn’t save children from burning buildings or somehow halt imminent train crashes, but he strives to âÄúwrite you books … turn you on … [and] make you come 200 times a day,âÄù and that is heroic in itself.