If you've ever been terrified, perplexed or just mesmerized by the onscreen work of David Lynch, Crazy Clown Time should come as no shock. It opens at an ominous gallop, as bluesy slide guitar snakes its way into an abyss wherein Karen O seductively hollers. From there, Lynch grabs a vocoder for creepy robotic mantras that wrap around electro-pop loops and trembling, Chris Isaak-flavored guitar. He also whispers with unhinged aplomb, warbles like Tom Waits and wails like Neil Young, which only makes his Kafkaesque musings and stalker tales that much more unsettling. Good luck sleeping tonight.