Let the Snakes Crinkle Their Heads to Death

by Greg AdamsFelt's other instrumental album, Train Above the City, was created without the involvement of frontman Lawrence (beyond the naming of the songs), but with Let the Snakes Crinkle Their Heads to Death Lawrence got in on the act, authoring or co-authoring nine of the ten brief instrumental tracks and playing guitar. Without a doubt the most minor, disposable record in Felt's catalog, Let the Snakes... sounds like backing tracks awaiting vocal overdubs. No memorable melodies or interesting textures fill the void created by the absence of vocals, and as a result most of the compositions seem unfinished or simply unremarkable. At the very least, Felt's albums usually have inventive song titles, but game efforts such as "Voyage to Illumination" and "Sapphire Mansions" suggest the silliest of New Age pap. Leave this one for the completists.