One of the two major demento-funk avant-noise ensembles to emerge from Philadelphia (Bunnydrums are the other), the five Stickmen ramble from Residential silliness to Contorted crypto-disco, jabbing at your ears, daring you to dance/comprehend/listen/run. Horns honk and squeal, drums pound and rattle, guitars spit and sting; vocals are equally mellifluous. This is chaos with class.