This Pittsburgh group's cryptic 2007 Dandelion Gum raised a question: Why is its leader named Tobacco and not Cannabis? Gum was some seriously stoned-sounding business, analog-synth clouds billowing around barely intelligible vocodered vocals. The like-minded follow-up enlists Flaming Lips producer Dave Fridmann, who highlights the tingly interplay between acoustic and electronic instruments and the processed vocals, which generally sound like T-Pain tripping his balls off. The melodies are sweet like cotton candy and dissolve as quickly. But that's fine. You may not want lyrics like "neon lemonade, eat my face away" stuck in your head for too long.