On his third album, TOBACCO, the Pennsylvania snake-synth-charmer deepens his approach to aural depravity. At 17 tracks, Ultima is stacked with beautifully perverse hits - from the sickly sticky "Eruption," to the wobbly demon swaggerer "Face Breakout," to the distorted punk spazz of "Dipsmack," to the apocalyptic sepia ambience of "Spitlord." You may hear disembodied bits of Boards of Canada, early Def Jam records, and Gary Numan, or maybe just public-access TV and bad VHS dubs of '80s horror flicks. Or the sun exploding and everything you've ever loved melting. "This might be my most purposely difficult album yet, he says, but I promise if you let it in, it can fuck you up."Ultima II Massage. No happy ending.