Daniel John Riddle is a restless guy. His "solo" work goes by the moniker King Black Acid, and he has had a number of different bands over the years as well. He's also written music for TV and movies, and even a short dip into any of his projects explains why. He writes expressive music that tells a story as well (if not better than) as his lyrics.

King Black Acid Telling Secrets in a Crowded Room (Cavity Search)

Also, he doesn't stick to any particular style. He lives in Portland, and much of the alt-pop scene that has afflicted that city is apparent in his writing. And yes, many of the members of his bands are Portland types.

So there is a bit of haze drifting through, a slightly detached feel that lends itself to observation. Riddle prefers sideways glances to head-on confrontations, and that elliptical approach can be dizzying. Once accepted, however, the pieces fit together much better.

This album feels like it meanders a bit more than his other work, but a quick re-listen to the catalog doesn't support that idea. I mention it because I think the contradiction inherent in that is a good way to understand this. Or maybe I'm just tying myself in knots unnecessarily. Again, take that at face value. King Black Acid? Just enjoy the trip.