Following the success of their 2006 album Adultery, Marylands strata-phonic stage pounders Dog Fashion Disco kick in your front door to deliver Sweet Nothings. Per the norm, this record defies the laws of genre physics and leaves one reaching for adjectives smart enough to describe it. To call it experimental would be an insult. To call it metal would be done so out of ignorance. Vocalist Todd Smiths voice effortlessly stretches from frail fourteen year old girl to agonizing 500-pound fat man gargling glass-with the clever lyrics Smith is known for. Lest you forget there are others coming to dinner; Jasan Stepps soaring buzz-saw guitars provide the perfect juxtaposition to the rumbling freight-train and machine gun rhythm section of bassist Brian White and drummer John Ensminger. Tenured keyboardist Tim Swanson weaves an audio tapestry of sonic delicacies fit for a Hi-Top wearing King. Sweet Nothings both defies and defines what blatant disregard to convention means