XXX marks the spot spot spot. “Fleur Du Mal's” transcendental mixture of high-lonesome and chamber classicism soundtracks a bit like The Assignation of Andrew Poppy by the Minimalist Terry Riley. Boyd's bass continuo grounds the string section's rounds into a composite rock formation that's shaped like a cello but carries the stank of teen spirit. The compositions chunk along with quiet thunder and building textures; juxtaposing dramatic tension against fluid looseness, not unlike some of Moondog's more formal string works. But the pièce de résistance is the beautifully strange choral coda at the end of the line. A pleasant surprise awaits.