Five years between albums is a long wait for a band that has only been around for a decade. When last heard from, in 2011, Rhode Island’s The Low Anthem had released Smart Flesh, an album that bathed the band’s relatively straightforward indie folk in a swirling pool of ethereality and spacey reverb, giving their music—which utilized a host of standard and offbeat instruments—a richness and depth lacking before. For the self-produced Eyeland, The Low Anthem dive deeper into that primordial pool. This time, the new lineup of Jeff Prystowsky, Ben Knox Miller, Florence Grace Wallis and Bryan Minto recorded in their own Eyeland Studios, took a leisurely and quizzical approach, playing with all of the technology at their disposal to ornament and finesse the tracks at hand. The result is a crowded album, but none of that piling on of sounds is superfluous or pretentious. While the stories are often impenetrable (a sample from opener “In Eyeland”: “In the dens of the body her fleshy red treasure, what cannibals crave what scientists measured, all you could feel may be all that you ever are, no one here believed in suicide,” etc.), each track feels wholly engulfing, a complete self-contained experience as well as a cog in something greater. Even more than Smart Flesh, Eyeland is a recording meant to grab control of your senses. Let it, and then let it again and again.