A headache-inducing powerhouse, this droning, experimental freakout lets cascading trumpets commingle with choirs, taking your imagination to the nth degree of creativity. Oneida's curious existence revolves around manipulating noisy trajectories into a mildly moving piece of zoned-out pop. You can try second-guessing Oneida all you want, but you'll never be certain what's going to be sent down the band’s personal musical pipe and plopped into your lap as the tracks progress. The monotone horn-inspired madness of "Bombay Fraud" will send shivers down your spine as creepy sounds and carefully crafted layers of insanity sweep over you with apocalyptic force. There may even be a touch of cryptically twisted New Zealand-inspired noise-pop buried in a few tracks, as "Gettin' It On" and "Whitey Fortress" gush forth a messy medley of sticky pop hooks and heavily effected guitars. If your mind tends to wander, or if you’re in need of a guide to the "other side," Oneida's Enemy Hogs is an apt transport towards this unknown destination. A rolling, left-field shot at unconventionality, Oneida takes its chances on what could become a sloppy mishmash of notes, keyboard quips and frenetic vocals -- but in the end, the band somehow pulls it all together into a piece of work that'll impress you with its expressive intimacy and uncanny individuality.