The Red Krayola's Mayo Thompson has expressed bemusement at the constant categorization of his work as "quirky." Hazel, however, will do nothing to stem the tide of that adjective showing up in reviews such as this one. With contributions from John McEntire (Tortoise) and Jim O'Rourke to name a few, The Red Krayola do not seem interested nearly as much in connecting disparate styles as jumbling them. So you'll hear a languid, Lou Reed-ish drone segue into a John Fahey-ish guitar pattern backed by weird female vocals, and then a light reggaeish thing about Christian soldiers marching onward. The lyrics are not constructed to make a point, but to reflect the rhythm and fragmented patterns of everyday thought and conversation.