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The Mars Volta - Frances The Mute [Gold Standard Laboratories GSL 96] Rare And out Of Print!
Label: Gold Standard Laboratories Catalog Number: GSL 96  Country: US Release Date: 2005-Jan-01 Format: Vinyl (LP)
Artwork on the F-side of the vinyl. Tracks A3, B2, C3 and D2 are all locked grooves, meant to keep the CD pressing's segues intact. C1 is a repetition of the 42 seconds of coquí frog noises from the end of "L'Via L'Viaquez" and is indexed separately.
Tracks
)   Cygnus... Vismund Cygnus A1.1)   Sarcophagi A1.2)   Umbilical Syllables A1.3)   Facilis Descenus Averni A1.4)   Con Safo )   - A2)   The Widow A3)   Untitled B1)   L' Via L' Viaquez B2)   Untitled )   Miranda That Ghost Just Isn't Holy Anymore C1)   Untitled C2.1)   Vade Mecum C2.2)   Pour Another Icepick C2.3)   Pisacis (Phra-Men-Ma) C2.4)   Con Safo C3)   Untitled )   Cassandra Gemini D1.1)   Tarantism D1.2)   Plant A Nail In The Navel Stream D2)   Untitled E.1)   Faminepulse E.2)   Multiple Spouse Wounds E.3)   Sarcophagi
If one needed further proof of the contemporary revival/reassessment of the ambitiously overwrought sensibilities once so reviled in '70s rock, this aggressively mindbending second album by the Mars Volta offers it up in spades. Band mainstays Omar Rodriguez-Lopez and Cedric Bixler-Zavala insist that labels like "prog" don't interest them, and that this is emphatically not a "sequel" to 2003's De-Loused in the Comatorium. What it is was thematically inspired by a stranger's diary allegedly found by late bandmate Jeremy Ward, the basis for an expansive, often amorphous musical head-trip that brews psychedelia, trance, hard-rock and free-jazz into a daunting new whole. The dozen tracks here represent but five "songs" proper, though the band's disdain for conventional track banding inspire it to sound more like a stream-of-consciousness soundscape from Can--or a dark, lyrically inventive, if decidedly troubled corner of their ids. On the "Umbilical Syllables" portion of "Cygnus.." and "The