The album with the unbelievably poetic title (srsly) is introducing itself with, fittingly, "Introducing Palace Players." Mew aren't hiding the fact that they are Mew -- androgynously porcelain vocally, stuttered up and syncopated in the undercurrent, lilting and dreamy overtop, weaving in and out of each layer all prog like. It's not as epic sounding as their past epic moments, ...